RUNWAY (feat. Doechii)
No matter what
No matter what
You got to strut
Walk
I'm feelin' fab, I'm feelin' free
I feel exceptionally me
Hate all you want, but I'm dangerous
You gon' burn your tongue on this tea
Might show up late, might be on time
Just wait, I'm coming, kiki
This paparazzi routine
Bitch, I came to be seen
Yes
Serve a lil' sass (Yes)
With a little side'a ass (Yes)
Got the front row screamin', okay! Okay! (Okay! Okay!)
Yes
Do a lil' twirl (Yes)
Let 'em know I'm that girl (Yes)
Monday through Sunday
I can turn a dancefloor into a runway
Turn it up, turn around
Bitch
Monday through Sunday
I can turn a dancefloor into a runway
Turn it up, turn around
Bitch
Monday through Sunday
I can turn a dancefloor into a runway
I can turn a dancefloor into a runway
Tell 'em make room, my body's a entrée
I can turn a mad ho into a fan
Cameras flashin', lights on, fuck it up
Click, click, click, click everywhere I go
Getty can't get me, face card froze
Never gon' see me waitin' at the door
No, get out the way, ho
Yes
Serve a lil' sass (Yes)
With a little side'a ass (Yes)
Got the front row screamin', okay! Okay! (Okay! Okay!)
Yes
Do a lil' twirl (Yes)
Let 'em know I'm that girl (Yes)
Monday through Sunday
I can turn a dancefloor into a runway
Turn it up, turn around
Bitch
Monday through Sunday
I can turn a dancefloor into a runway
Turn it up, turn around
Bitch
Monday through Sunday
I can turn a dancefloor into a runway
Turn it up, turn around
Bitch
Monday through Sunday
I can turn a dancefloor into a runway
Turn it up, turn around
I can turn a dancefloor into a runway
Pose
I ain't scared of no cameras
Born for the runway
Sashay, Doechay! (Born for the runway)
Pose
I ain't scared of no cameras
Born for the runway
Sashay, Gagay!
You were born for the runway
You were born for the runway
You were born for the runway
You were born for the runway
You were born for the runway
Monday through Sunday
I can turn a dancefloor into a runway