[Hook: Mr Vegas] Girl I'm loving you more every day, can't stop now I'll be loving you more tomorrow, can't stop now [Verse 1: Azealia Banks] I get the *shots* like high fives Leave your *boy* hanging out on a clothes line Play peek-a-boo through a slit like blinds And seen his little meat like chicken pot pie His chicken pox eyeballs fall underneath Up stack street time to retreat Meet me in the middle hit the door like road runner Change my screenname and phone number Hit your dick with the duce like pop There ain't a buck that keeps enough to make *bullet* Okay *gunshot* Bang, I'd rather *toilet flushes* Through the bladder Now pop quick like handsoap lather No cigs excuse, no n***as on my block Your condom fit like a skittle in a sock I haven't had a tater tot since I ate school lunch So you can eat the *broken gla*** while I face these blunts [Interlude] (x4) Oooooooh, Yeah! (Oooooooh, Yeah!) [Verse 2: Azealia Banks] Starvin' Marvin *broken gla*** to pull me Sweeter than ya la** I'll be your teacup and you know we gotta *gunshot* Before we gets to feed herbs You follow, I'm the leader You Tamera I'm the Tia cause I *gunshots* You stuck on, dumb dumb! *gunshot* Better make me *gunshots* All I want is *broken gla*** and then some And umm… A set of (gunshot) rings, and them Excuse me? (gunshot) Look, pardon me My b**h is beat like card 3 Make a *gunshot* feel sauced like it's hard to be Ya *Broken Gla*** Don't bother me Too strict like year-long Halloween Pull up to Banks like Collard Greens Broke ones won't get no far to me Cheap is what I find hard to be [Hook: Mr. Vegas] (x2) [Interlude] (x16)