Echelon (It's My Way)

I'm in that new school G5 WAGON Color komodo dragon My bitch looks like she Jasmine My nigga looks like Aladdin. NKOTB, bitch All these bitches is has beens I CPR'd the game, And now all these bitches is gasping. I be on that other, Nigga don't get me aggy. I'm Mrs. Fatality Endings do not be happy. These lose as* bitches know I never gotta stunt Talk behind my back Cause they never in the front. Bitch bow down better Give me what I want, Feed me berries out in Paris, While I'm counting my crossaint. These bitches as awful And me I spit that gospel. Lyrical, biblical Holy ghost, pentecostal And bitch, don't run up on I give the fade to who want me And you don't want that shade, You better off where it's sunny. And I don't need no friends, Bitch, I'm better off with my money. Just alert the f*cking masses And let em know that it's coming. I was wearing it first I'm on that f*ck what you say It's my way Fashion week I'm out here slaying Dressed in like all the latest Bitch you know, my money long Everybody sing this song. I'm not even concerned I'm on that f*ck what you say It's my way Fashion week I'm out here slaying Dressed in like all the latest Killing these mother f*ckers And sh*tting on all these haters. I'm in that new school G5 WAGON Color komodo dragon Riding beside a baddie that Only cares about fashion. I'm in that new school R8 Spyder I'm not known as Messiah riding beside a baddie That only wants to get higher. I'm in that brand new Murcielago On my way out to cabo riding beside a baddie That's never once left Toronto I was wearing it first I'm on that f*ck what you say It's my way Fashion week I'm out here slaying Dressed in like all the latest Bitch you know, my money long Everybody sing this song. I'm not even concerned I'm on that f*ck what you say It's my way Fashion week I'm out here slaying Dressed in like all the latest Killing these mother f*ckers And sh*tting on all these haters. Yo, I like to brag alone F*ck dudes, I'm rag and bone Obsess over chicks who look like Mary Kate and Ashley clones Helmut Lang & Philiph Lim Trashy bitch, in classy clothes Pop that sh*t, then pop them pills Til I feel like a fancy drone Never catch me at the club I get high and dance alone Bitch, I'm on that boss sh*t On that upper echelon Yall niggas know what kind of X I'm on Yall bitches scared get your sweat shop on. And I'm running everything With a mother f*cking sprain Watching the rest of yall Get your rest stops on. I was wearing it first I'm on that f*ck what you say It's my way Fashion week I'm out here slaying Dressed in like all the latest Bitch you know, my money long Everybody sing this song. I'm not even concerned I'm on that f*ck what you say It's my way Fashion week I'm out here slaying Dressed in like all the latest Killing these mother f*ckers And sh*tting on all these haters. Everybody sing this song Everybody sing this song Everybody sing this song Everybody sing this song