Yeah, best be quiet when I'm talking to you, I'm not tryna say shit Ayy, I'm just tryna make hits until they put me on a playlist, okay Hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me back up They be going crazy when I pull up in a black truck You walk in the room and everybody getting packed up I walk in the room and then you know that it's a wrap, bruh, okay Yeah you know I'm the man, yeah I feel like Taylor Swift Got these people with they hands up in the stands and they dancing to my jam I can't help it, I just keep on dropping hits, hits, hits You ready for it, better take your pic pic Yeah, I be cooking up like sourdough You know I've got that power flow And I ain't never gonna miss, miss, miss, miss, miss, miss Okay okay, tell me where you been at I've been on the road, you don't know where to begin at I've been doing this from within a place that you can't sit at Can't stop winning, I've been knocking hits that you would never swing at I put 5 holes in the fence, like a fan theory You wanna be the man but you can't stand near me They chant over and over until I'm so rich One, two, three, let's go bitch! I gotta stop for a minute Hit me up when you with it like woah I don't play too much I just win every day too much Now you really gotta hit me up Hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me back up They be going crazy when I pull up in a black truck You walk in the room and everybody getting packed up I walk in the room and then you know that it's a wrap, bruh, okay They ask what I am, say you looking at a star – do you like them? I try to throw stuff all at the wall and I strike them Got friends? Then invite them I'm going so crazy – I'm the rapper and the hype man They try to tell who I am and I go with it like: No, it's Becky If I'm saying stuff then I gotta say it directly I'm thankful every day I wake up with so many blessings Got so much folk lore that you think I could be Betty I be bumping Taylor Swift in my room while I'm getting ready Yeah, I've done so many shows that I prolly deserve an Emmy Try to knock me down but I keep staying true and staying steady It don't matter what you try, you know that you can never get me Uh, uh, uh, uh I wanna get through with the one I want I never, I never stop, gotta do it till it click Cause you know I'm the man, I feel like Taylor Swift I gotta stop for a minute Hit me up when you with it like woah I don't play too much I just win every day too much Now you really gotta hit me up Hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me back up They be going crazy when I pull up in a black truck You walk in the room and everybody getting packed up I walk in the room and then you know that it's a wrap, bruh, okay Yeah, you know I'm the man Yeah, I feel like Taylor Swift