I won't tell your secrets, your secrets, I'm saving me, I will keep your secrets, just
Think of me as the pages in your diary
You the baddest, I ain't talking bout training
Girl, you went in there, motherf*ckers see you
Need a pastor in the coffin cause you killing these hoes
Don't stop, keep going, put your foot on their neck
I need a bitch like me who can double the check
Keep her mouth closed, make boss move
We at the mall, then we blowing like the hooker do
Won't stop till the world under both feet
Big stepper, so we crushing out the competition
Swipe it like a Visa till that bitch empty
Squeezing out the 40 till the cleft empty
F*ck 12, I ain't never been good with the numbers
We gon' hustle January and back to December
Couple goals make them jealous, I know that they watching
We the realest in the building, don't speak to nobody
Try to bathe them, I'm catching a vibe