I can take the pressure off you
Feels so lonely at the top
Goin hard until I lose it
Guess that’s why I’m so fucked up right now

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh

I’m your number one bitch, you’ve been waiting for this day
Got a lot of sick shit, that I know you wanna say
Gun pounder in my purse, fixing up to blow your brain
Slicing up my ID, everybody know my name

Silly bitch really thought that I was on her radar
Talkin shit about my bitches, imma leave a big scar
Sexy bitch, I gotta walk around this bitch armed
And I don’t got to prove to no one one I’m a big star

I can turn the heat up for ya
Gettin all fucked up, you know I adore ya
Now I’m all fucked up and I wanna fuck ya
All fucked up, all fucked up

I can take the pressure off you
Feels so lonely at the top
Goin hard until I lose it
Guess that’s why I’m so fucked up right now
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh

Oh well oh, it’s lonely at the top
It’s lonely at the top, it’s so lonely
Oh well oh, it’s lonely at the top
It’s lonely at the top, but it don’t gotta be

Yeah-
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me? yeah

And I need you now tonight
And I need you more than ever
And I need you here right now

Alright, now we’re finally getting nasty
Put you off, well I wouldn’t put it past me
I’ll bet that you wish you never met me
Oh well, have some fun eating your fresh meet

Oh well oh, it’s lonely at the top
It’s lonely at the top, it’s so lonely
Oh well oh, it’s lonely at the top
It’s lonely at the top, but it don’t gotta be
But it don’t gotta be-