Lyrics:

Flo Milli shit, bitch

I like cash and my hair to my ass (I do)Do the dash, can you make it go fast? (Go, go)
Fuck the fame, all I want is them bands (Money)
If she keep on muggin`, I`ma steal her man (I got him)
He watchin` my behavior `cause he know I`m bad
Pussy put a spell on him, he in a trance (Damn)
I do what I please and you do what I ask (Haha)
He love my confidence and that`s what you lack (You love it)
If you think I`m stealin` swag, bitch, come and sue me (Sue me)
They watch me like I`m a new movie (A movie)
His baby mother is my groupie (Yeah)
We got the club going up on a Tuesday (Go, go)
Like an OMG girl, I`m a beauty (Beauty)
If it don`t go my way, I get moody (Moody)
Nigga, flexin` on you is my duty (Duty)
I`m the big dawg, my nickname is Scooby

Who got beef with me? (I don`t know)
Girl, you don`t wanna compete
I`m too fast on my feet (Yes, you don`t)
And you know where I be
Making you mad is my specialty
I`m the petty queen
I need you to have a seat (Bye)
My dad will drill you like a cavity (Cavity)
And he won`t let you in on his strategy
Better think twice when you come for our family (Ho)
Honey, you`re gonna cause a fatality (You out of here)
Can`t do no broke ho, they give me allergies (Ew)
But I know they love my personality (Yeah)
Maybe `cause I got a nigga mentality
I`m tryna make a million my salary (Money)
I might`ve took a L
But I`m pretty sure nobody could tell (I`m up, I`m up)
It took me a while to come up out my shell (It did)
At least I could say I did it with no help

Bitch, I`m a lil` savage, I like to rebel
Guess my mama don`t like it, she keep raising hell
They know I`m the shit, I wonder if I smell
You can`t take nothin` from me `cause this what I built

He say he know me but it don`t ring a bell
Nigga I`m not buying the dream that you sell (Woah)
And if you betray me, then you took a L (Woah, woah)
My pockets fat like that ass on K. Michelle, damn (Michelle)

Who got beef? (Who got it?)
I`m tryna find something to eat
If she the opp, then bring her to me
I don`t give a fuck about her name in these streets (Sit down)
Ain`t no runnin` up on me
Bitch, I`m guarded like I`m an Obama
If they hit you, you gon` need your mama (Baow, baow)
They got heat, I ain`t talkin` no sauna
Lil` ho, you don`t want no drama (Drama, drama)

(Drama...)