You killin' it, girl
Came here in a Lambo
Oh, you killin' it, girl
Yeah, I know
All without a man
Oh, you killin' it, girl
Murder for hire, Mike Glo Myers
Keep my foot up on they necks and my heels high
Might take your man and tell you go take it to trial (Bitch)
I'm dead serious, the baddest chick alive
Baddies get inspired
Bottles gettin' poured up
He must be a tire
The way he tryin' to roll up