Contest (Outro) Lyrics

He say I'm angelic, stuck to me like I'm magnetic

These bitches want drama, let's make it dramatic

Say she a problem, well I'm problematic

Won't take that back, I said it

Talk down on me, you're a dead bitch

I cut your dad off, he's a dead beat

Bitches tryna steal my technique

Bitches really need a belt seat

I mean, bitches really need a seat belt

I'm so cold, I make heat melt

I'm so hot like a boiling pot

He ran out of weed so I left when the trees left

I call 'em Helen and bitches be deaf

Yo nigga insane, yo nigga a lame

He gon' try to bribe a bitch to death

Bitch stay in yo lane

copycats turn right when I turn left

Aiming at your brain and ya chest so just wear yo vest

I didn't invite you, I guess that means you're a guest

The prize is blue, but you didn't win the contest

I'm going dumb, I'm going blonde

I'm balling on bitches, nigga go long

Smoking on strong, I don't smoke bongs

I ring bells like a ding and a dong

I go bananas like a young King Kong

He say I'm angelic, stuck to me like I'm magnetic

These bitches want drama, let's make it dramatic

Say she a problem, well I'm problematic

Won't take that back, I said it

Talk down on me, you're a dead bitch

He say I'm angelic, stuck to me like I'm magnetic

These bitches want drama, let's make it dramatic

Say she a problem, well I'm problematic

Won't take that back, I said it

Talk down on me, you're a dead bitch