That's Fyre
Oh, yeah
Walk in this bitch like a Don (Walk)
I'm so into myself (Myself)
Walk in this bitch like a Don (Walk)
I'm so into myself (Myself)
I'm so into myself (Myself, myself)
I'm really feelin' myself (Oh, yeah)
Really not givin' a fuck (Nah)
'Cause I'm so into myself (Big Don)
I'm so into myself, yeah, I'm really conceited
Full face of Fenty, I don't even need it
Just left the jeweler, VV'd all my pieces
No explanations, unless it's on Genius (Haha)
Bitches don't scare me, not even a little bit (Nah)
I'm an asshole, I shit on a little bitch
No bra in the coupe, I'm a feminist
Like I'm divorcin' a nigga, I never miss
Trunk in the front, gettin' neck in the backseat
Talkin' on the net, bet a bitch won't @ me
Extra, extra, extra, bitch, I'm extra
Diamonds super blue the Hugh on Hefner
Like Griselda shooters on a Vespa
Doors up, pull off in a Tesla
What is it you think you could do for me?
Who? Ain't send for your nigga, he flew to me
Only in the club for the backend
Then I kill bitches no eulogy
Too hot, better play cool with me (Yeah, yeah)
I'm who bitches used to be (Yeah, yeah)
Ducked him, he a goose to me (Yeah, yeah)
All of you bitches is food to me (Food to me)
Walk in this bitch like a Don (Oh, yeah, walk)
I'm so into myself (Uh-huh, myself)
Walk in this bitch like a Don (Walk)
I'm so into myself (Myself)
I'm so into myself (Myself, myself)
I'm really feelin' myself (Oh, yeah)
Really not givin' a fuck (Nah)
'Cause I'm so into myself (Big Don)
Too many haters to give 'em all energy
Put that bird in a box like I'm Kennedy's
And I'm startin' to notice some mini me's
Bitches be actin' like somethin' they'll never be (Never)
I'm somewhere on a flight with my feet up
Just got word that I'm beefin' with PETA (Woo)
So Beyoncé a hustler, a diva
Tommy on me, gonna leave her like Keisha (Grrr)
I be in the field callin' shots like a QB (Hut, hut)
You be in your feels, keep that nigga, he can't have me (Yeah)
Feelin' myself like I can't find my keys
Jheeze, jealousy is a weak bitch disease
Please, tell your man get off his knees
Walk him like a dog, I don't need a leash
Who? Heard niggas is claimin' the Don
What type of shit these niggas be on?
Musty disgust me, they corn on the cob
Niggas could never put that on the mob
Too hot, better play cool with me (Yeah, yeah)
I'm who bitches used to be (Yeah, yeah)
Ducked him, he a goose to me (Yeah, yeah)
All of you bitches is food to me (Food to me)
Walk in this bitch like a Don (Oh, yeah, walk)
I'm so into myself (Uh-huh, myself)
Walk in this bitch like a Don (Walk)
I'm so into myself (Myself)
I'm so into myself (Myself, myself)
I'm really feelin' myself (Oh, yeah)
Really not givin' a fuck (Nah)
'Cause I'm so into myself (Big Don)
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