80 in a 55 Laila!

[Intro]
If you, darling, believe
If you

[Chorus]
See, I could put you on (Put you on)
I take you to my show (My show)
You know I put it on (I put that shit on)
Baby tell me now (If you)
What do you really want?
Baby, what you want?
If you wanted it, you could′ve had it
Now you mad that you can't have it
Call me coach, I′m where the bag is (Where the bag is)

[Verse 1]
Bitch, I'm up now
Like a now and later, bitch you suck now
I'm annihilating niggas, what now?
From the front, back, under, up down
You a fanboy, you a chum now
I like gold up in my gums now
I like good eats, first class seats
And I make beats that go dumb now
I just wanna make my mama proud
I'm a Brooklyn babe with that fire sound
All them jealous bitches used to talk down
And they still wish they was my friend now
I′m like L-O-L, I just make music
And I sing songs and I make beats, and I love to do it
And I'm never stopping
Like Rihanna said, don't stop the music