Chips Azealia Banks

[Verse 1]
Champ in the buil', and what the deal?
This about to be another jam on the reals
You could dance if you with it, with ya gams on stilts
But ya can't-can't slip up on her dance floor
She'll steal your man if she meet him, and ya man toss chips
Went to France and Ibiza, hundred grand for the trip
When I land, I get greeted with the lamb on the strip
Little Bam swiped the Visa for the glam and the fit
Damn lil' diva you the champ, you the shit
You the glamour, the glitz
You a vamp, you a witch
Listen up my nigga you a fan, you a trick
You be amped to the spits, with ya mans in the whip
And heard ya rich, heard ya rich nigga rich
Heard ya clique hit a lick and ya stick to the bricks
And if it splits, get ya cran and ya tips
Put ya hand on ya dick, take a gander at this

[Chorus]
Hi, ribbon up my mind, open up my eyes
Realize this and show me, show, show me one time
Ay-ay, ay-ay , ay-ay
Ride, a lift in your ride, the look in your eyes, I like it
So won't ya show, show me one time?
Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay