We mash up the place Turn up the bass Pack up and run We'll pack up and run We'll pack up and run away, huh? And make them all have fun Make it burn them And we will end your week

Louis Vuitton, Jimmy Choo, that's on you (ha) New Chanel, Saint Laurent, Gucci bag (huh, ha) Diamonds on my neck, frozen tears (tears) Bad bitches gettin' wet, here Yeah, don't call me 'til the checks clear (clear) Iced out (stylist), no stylist

I never understood the frequency, uh-huh You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh I couldn't understand "What's the frequency, Kenneth?" is your Benzedrine, uh-huh You wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-huh You said that irony was the

That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it That's it, that's it That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it (ugh) Huh, it's Bebe 2 Chainz, yah Murda on the beat so it's not nice That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it (yeah) That's it, that's it,

Jump in the waterfall Jump in the water Oh oh oh huh 'Cause I need to know when I'm down and in trouble Don't know what I should do Sometimes I wish we could go somewhere I feel it all around, I know you're seeing it too I wanna know if these words are

What are you doin' to me? 'Cause you knew that I, knew that I, knew that I'd You just want attention, you don't want my heart What are you doin', huh? (What are you doin'?) You've been runnin' 'round, runnin' 'round, runnin' 'round Throwin' that dirt all

That nigga nice, that nigga mean, switch it up That nigga raw, that nigga green, switch it up That nigga lost, he in the lead, switch it up I'ma get money by any means, run it up Uh huh, to be, or not to be? Havin' 'em lit, if it ain't homicide I don't

Hotboxin' in the whip (in the whip) I don't even smoke (smoke though) But we drop tops and let it rip (skrrt, skrrt) Pull up if it's smoke (huh?) With them big rocks up in her ear (word) Chandelier (chandelier), can you hear? (huh?) Who that there? Who

Beast mode (yeah) Go beast mode Ballin' so hard, yeah they think I got the cheat code (huh) I got the cheat code Spent two bands on some mothafuckin' jeans hoe Those is Mike Amiri jeans though Yeah, bad little bitch, yeah she came from Puerto Rico Yeah,

Electrify me, I just can't get over you, baby Electrify me, electrify me I'm a put your hands up, touch your body Love it when I electrify ya Yes, oh, I can't wait 'til I see you, too Uh huh, yeah, I think I want you