Is That Right
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro (AJ ruins everything, he in here)
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Iggy got the sauce, come and taste it in the kitchen
Look inside my heart, bet you can't find any feelings
Hit it all night, got no time for intermission
Fall in love, I'm a drug, you might need an intervention
Men inside my mentions shoot they shot but they keep missin'
Take me on vacation, fuck you think? You must be trippin'
All my haters got 'em shakin' in my presence like it's Christmas
Put a mistletoe above my ass for you to kiss it
Now, is that right?
Hoe, is that right?
Heard they catchin' up to me, hoe, is that right?
Heard that you had sex with me, oh, is that right?
You could never fuck with me on my bad night
Huh, is that right?
Hoe, is that right?
You the one to knock me off, now is that right?
Heard that I stopped goin' hard, now is that right?
I'm a fuckin' superstar, get your facts right
Bitches bettin' on lot of shit when pull up in Bentley truck
Tired of paparazzi, but I'm fly, so I don't give a fuck
Drive a hundred, let my window down and throw some hunnids out
Pop up on a bitch, like, "What's all that shit you talkin' 'bout?"
Colder than the winter but I'm shinin' like the sun
Got designer on my body, got designer for my son
I ain't worry 'bout the press
I can see you pressed, you a mess
Watch your mouth 'fore I'm at you bitches' neck, yeah
Now, is that right?
Hoe, is that right?
Heard they catchin' up to me, hoe, is that right?
Heard that you had sex with me, oh, is that right?
You could never fuck with me on my bad night
Huh, is that right?
Hoe, is that right?
You the one to knock me off, now is that right?
Heard that I stopped goin' hard, now is that right?
I'm a fuckin' superstar, get your facts right (BIA, BIA)
You think I'm trippin' off a bitch, then boy, you don't really don't know me
I just been kickin' bitches off this rap shit, I'm a bully
Bigger dog and big homie, ain't no flaw in my Rollie
Heard it all, then seen it all and ain't not talkin', just show me
Ah, shit, where the fuck was I when they all got all rich? (Got all rich)
Feelin' like I wanna slap a bitch, you know my palm itch
Matchin' gifts with Iggy so he make it to my call list (cash)
Nasty with my bitches, now he askin' for ménages (uh)
Freak girl, freak girl, yeah, that's me
I got all this money on me, but please, don't ask me (cash)
All this gas I'm smokin' got my vocals so raspy (cash)
I been hearin' bitches gossip but it go past me, yeah
Now, is that right?
Hoe, is that right? (Bitch)
Heard they catchin' up to me, hoe, is that right?
Heard that you had sex with me, oh, is that right?
You could never fuck with me on my bad night
Huh, is that right?
Hoe, is that right?
You the one to knock me off, now is that right?
Heard that I stopped goin' hard, now is that right?
I'm a fuckin' superstar, get your facts right
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro (AJ ruins everything, he in here)
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Iggy got the sauce, come and taste it in the kitchen
Look inside my heart, bet you can't find any feelings
Hit it all night, got no time for intermission
Fall in love, I'm a drug, you might need an intervention
Men inside my mentions shoot they shot but they keep missin'
Take me on vacation, fuck you think? You must be trippin'
All my haters got 'em shakin' in my presence like it's Christmas
Put a mistletoe above my ass for you to kiss it
Now, is that right?
Hoe, is that right?
Heard they catchin' up to me, hoe, is that right?
Heard that you had sex with me, oh, is that right?
You could never fuck with me on my bad night
Huh, is that right?
Hoe, is that right?
You the one to knock me off, now is that right?
Heard that I stopped goin' hard, now is that right?
I'm a fuckin' superstar, get your facts right
Bitches bettin' on lot of shit when pull up in Bentley truck
Tired of paparazzi, but I'm fly, so I don't give a fuck
Drive a hundred, let my window down and throw some hunnids out
Pop up on a bitch, like, "What's all that shit you talkin' 'bout?"
Colder than the winter but I'm shinin' like the sun
Got designer on my body, got designer for my son
I ain't worry 'bout the press
I can see you pressed, you a mess
Watch your mouth 'fore I'm at you bitches' neck, yeah
Now, is that right?
Hoe, is that right?
Heard they catchin' up to me, hoe, is that right?
Heard that you had sex with me, oh, is that right?
You could never fuck with me on my bad night
Huh, is that right?
Hoe, is that right?
You the one to knock me off, now is that right?
Heard that I stopped goin' hard, now is that right?
I'm a fuckin' superstar, get your facts right (BIA, BIA)
You think I'm trippin' off a bitch, then boy, you don't really don't know me
I just been kickin' bitches off this rap shit, I'm a bully
Bigger dog and big homie, ain't no flaw in my Rollie
Heard it all, then seen it all and ain't not talkin', just show me
Ah, shit, where the fuck was I when they all got all rich? (Got all rich)
Feelin' like I wanna slap a bitch, you know my palm itch
Matchin' gifts with Iggy so he make it to my call list (cash)
Nasty with my bitches, now he askin' for ménages (uh)
Freak girl, freak girl, yeah, that's me
I got all this money on me, but please, don't ask me (cash)
All this gas I'm smokin' got my vocals so raspy (cash)
I been hearin' bitches gossip but it go past me, yeah
Now, is that right?
Hoe, is that right? (Bitch)
Heard they catchin' up to me, hoe, is that right?
Heard that you had sex with me, oh, is that right?
You could never fuck with me on my bad night
Huh, is that right?
Hoe, is that right?
You the one to knock me off, now is that right?
Heard that I stopped goin' hard, now is that right?
I'm a fuckin' superstar, get your facts right
Credits
Writer(s): Amethyst Iggy Azalea Kelly, Bianca Landrau, Mathias Goeran Rosenholm, Bobby Sessions, . Aj Ruined My Record
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