Let′s make one thing clear
If we ain't gon′ last, baby
get the fuck out here (what the fuck are you doin', Toxi?)
Your dreams ain't shit if you ain′t gon′ work for it
Put in work, made this my year (I fucked up)

Uh, watch the bag talk (I wanna go in, I wanna go in)
Wait, wait
that's the bag talk
(I′ma, I'ma tweak, I′ma tweak, I'ma tweak)
RR, rr, that′s the bag talk (look, look, look)
Bitch, what? That's the bag talk

Shawty said she wanna spend the week over at my place
Remember self-promotin' on them pages on MySpace
You love that groove, ho? Make the bitch do what I say
We turnt up now, throwin′ stones from a high place

Nigga, me too, all these niggas know is jackin′ me
bitch, I'm peak goons
Never thought I was a professor, but I′ma teach you (uh)
Everything I do is a lesson, I'm feelin′ evil (yeah)
Excellin' more now that you′re gone, I don't need you

"Stepped down so you could par with me" type shi'
Name one nigga in the underground like this (what?)
Lose my number, ho, Ion e′en wanna talk shi′
Everybody see my glow, when I breathe
it's self-promotin′ (whoo)

Let me think, where was you when I was down bad?
All a nigga had were the notes on the iPad
Stressin' out my mind when I finally read the price tag
Now I made it happen, everybody up on my ass

Climbed up standing on nothin′ but my word, huh (whoo)
Printout, bitch, ain't no knockin′ on my certs (what?)
Doubtin' from the homies, can't lie, the shit hurt (uh)
Prove them niggas wrong with nothin′ but hard
work (baow, what the fuck are you doing, Toxi?)

I need shawty come a lil′ closer, got me steppin', ooh
She said way I′m lookin', I should be a pay-per-view
I can′t lie, I don't get it, but I love it, dude
Caveman drop on them niggas (brrt) , yabba-dabba-doo

Poppin′ off, you would think I made a bet
or I got a point to prove
Fuck that rhyme scheme, I been feelin' somethin' different
Anti-singlet, huh, the way that I be switchin′ (ha, ha, ha)
Money in the bag if you wanna keep winnin′ (whoo)

Shawty asked me, "What's a Wordlejob? "
Bitch, keep askin′
Homie asked me why I keep on rappin'
I should keep to the singin′
but I keep on laughin' (hahahahahaha)

Quit your barkin′, bitch
you know that I bite (ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff)
When I need beats knockin', feel the aura of letter Y
Yellow tape on the room, it's a fuckin′ homicide
I won′t sugarcoat it, murder on my mind

Here's the thesis
You can rock out, you can′t rock with me, bitch
I'm a goddess, I can′t settle down for decent
I'ma take over the summer on the weekend

Heard your album comin′ soon, you can keep it
We can chop it up if you're down, yeah
Don't you ever think for a second
that I′m one of you niggas (nah)
Chillin′ at the top with the big homie (what?)
Shit, my dad had warned me it would get lonely (damn)

When I think 'bout who I do this for
Haha, me, myself, and I
Had to come to terms with the fact
That we won′t never see eye to eye
Bitch nigga, outta my sight
We won't even offer goodbyes (doin′, Toxi)