(Chorus)
Bitch, I got the swag, yet I still go unnoticed
I stay with the gang, I stay far away, from the fake love they givin’
You can’t keep up my level bitch, yeah my shit too polished
Got more green than all of my haters, everyday I’m 1-upping

Bitch turn off this shit no way you think you’re better than me
Still ain’t fucking Peach now it’s because she ain’t Hispanic
I feel like I’m Wario, I’m always chasing for the money
Need it more than ever, gotta keep up ‘til I’m lucky

My music so sick cuz my mind is ill
Shoot at your ass like a bullet bill
Let me fuck yeah I know she will
Pull up on you, aim your head, kill
You don’t like my music bitch that’s a skill issue
I get money, ain’t got no bill issues
Call mе Ice Spice becausе I ain’t feeling you
She squirting so much the bed is drowning in juice

I got dragged in the mud but now I bounced back and I’m up again
They ain’t got no love, they just want to see me under them
Still would fuck Rosa, she ain’t Latin either but I don’t care
Got different names but still the same guy like Tiara and Belle

(Chorus)
Bitch, I got the swag, yet I still go unnoticed
I stay with the gang, I stay far away, from the fake love they givin’
You can’t keep up my level bitch, yeah my shit too polished
Got more green than all of my haters, everyday I’m 1-upping