Bitch Imma Star Flyana Boss

[Intro]
No

[Verse 1: Folayan & Bobbi]
Okay, my booty in the eye of the beholder
He a dog, so I told him to roll over
Got these niggas on my hip like a holster
He wanna take a sip of my holy water
I don't wanna save him, I don't even wanna play him
He not even worth all the energy I gave him
I-I-I called the streets, like, "Please, can you take him?"
I told him to leave like I'm about to rake him (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)

[Chorus: Folayan]
Ayy, bitch, I'm a star (Yeah, yeah, uh)
All my haters sub-par (Ooh, oh, yeah, yeah, uh)
I'm so raw tartare (Yeah, yeah, uh)
Yeah, bitch, I'm a star

[Verse 2: Bobbi & Folayan]
I don't even know how I got like this
Wrist so froze, got arthritis
Pockets on swoll, hippopotamus
If you don't speak cash, I don't comprehend
Yeah, I've been eatin' greens, am I thick yet?
Uh, you could ask my opps, I'm a big threat
I'm smokin' GPT, yeah, that's high tech
And my pussy go *roar*, that's a big cat (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)