Текст песниAzealia Banks - Competition

(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)

Okay, soon as I stepped in the club

I hit up the back, show my nigga some love (Love)

Hit the restroom up when I'm finished

I seen some bird I ain't seen in a minute

She's like "Banks, where've you been honey?"

What it look like bitch? Gettin' this money

Buyin' more clothes, I look nice right?

You be in that fake shit, and I seen yours twice

Your shoes, your weave and your purse

If you're bad, believe that I'm worse (Yep)

You be online doing mad research

Tryna cop some shit she's seen me in first (Yeah)

Yeah, I make this way too easy

You can watch me more than your TV

Make sure she see, I'm the main bitch on the show like Mo

Y'all Kim and Niecy

'Cause I give all them competition

They don't even deserve my attention

And she can leave before her entrance

I don't give a fuck 'bout none of y'all bitches

(And I don't give a fuck 'bout none of y'all bitches)

I wanna get drunk, I'm tryna get lit

I wanna get fucked, I'm tryna get picked

These bitches lookin' like they wanna get hit

Razor or the taser, take your pick

Feelin' outspoken and I'm hopin' you speak

'Cause my homegirl hopin' she can open your cheek

Think twice 'fore you open your beak

'Cause you can get buck fifty then your face'll be open for weeks

But I breaks no sweat, no Keith

Bitches always got my name up in they mouths like teeth

Do treat treat in the chic boutiques

And her shoes and her blouse look cheap (Aha)

Baby girl hair so brown but her weave look black (Yep)

Bitches on I'm mean 'cause I seen their tracks

Lip gloss caked up and her make-up baked up

Baby girl, did you just wake up?

Bitches need to get their cake up

But these smuts got nut in the gut and it's so, so saved up

Real shit, she's the Krasdale version

Dust bunnies under rugs like Persian, but because

I'm here, and if you're poppin' that sick shit

Bitch, I'm right here (Oh, yeah)

We be sippin' and trippin', you know mine's clear (Yep)

I would let you come toast but we don't like beers

No, no

'Cause I give all them competition

They don't even deserve my attention

And she can leave before her entrance

I don't give a fuck 'bout none of y'all bitches