Own It Lyrics

I learned to own my style

How I got this smile

Conquered fear, got the crown 

Can't nobody bring me down

I'm looking good quite frankly 

Timbs and fitted big Yankee

Denim coat when I'm out east

I'm top tier you can't rate me

Stop talking baby go get it 

You start something better finish 

Yeah, that rooftop ceiling missing

I'm independently winning 

Master P taught me no limit 

Faith got me dominion 

God given can't diminish 

I'm set apart I'm distinguished 

You a baddie baby you gotta own it, own it

Style and ya grace, you betta own it, own it

All they wanna do is copy and paste

But you they can't replace, so

Own it, own it, own it, own it 

You a baddie baby you gotta own it, own it

Style and ya grace, you betta own it, own it

All they wanna do is copy and paste

But you they can't replace, so

Own it, own it, own it, own it

Necks turn when I walk in 

Got 'em all hot, like she back again

Denim fit, I'm far from plain

Sugar and spice, I can't be lame

Tried to hate but my God stopped

You got blocked by this tight end

Motivated like them high school players

I know you remember those Titans

Everything ain't always black and white

I'm still gonna get it gonna win in spite 

I'm shining bright can't dim this light 

Diamond in the rough mud made me tough

You stuck on luck manifesting 

I say my prayers count blessings 

Flashy flashy flexing

My own style is impressing, ugh

You a baddie baby you gotta own it, own it

Style and ya grace, you betta own it, own it

All they wanna do is copy and paste

But you they can't replace, so

Own it, own it, own it, own it 

You a baddie baby you gotta own it, own it

Style and ya grace, you betta own it, own it

All they wanna do is copy and paste

But you they can't replace, so

Own it, own it, own it, own it

Own it, Own it, Own it, Own it 

Pop them tags, pop them tags 

Own it, Own it, Own it, Own It 

Get them bags, Get them bags 

Own it