And I run them laps, 'round everybody's mind
All of these girls on some uppercase shit
That mean they all cap
Being the best at whatever I do
That's sounding on brand
Typa girl that you wish for when you blow that candle out
Typa girl that you wanna take back to your mama house
Typa girl that don't ask for what she wants, she's takin' out
Typa girl who got bag in same quality as Chanel
Now you know that you were cold 'cause you felt my fire
Heaven's gate just opened up, hearing choirs
If you say something else, you a liar
'Cause I'm that girl that drive you crazy, but you can't leave me alone
Got you thinkin' maybe I went supernatural
Put you under spells or look into a crystal ball