[Intro: JT]
Ain't no standouts, bitch, we all stars
Ain't no standouts, bitch, we all stars

[Verse 1: CLIP]
Feeling like that bitch, all-black Rick fit
Designer problems, designer riches
Into a party straight out of Project X
I met a rich n***a, we had some rich sex
My body lookin' right in my Mugler
Even my toenails match my underwear

[Verse 2: JT]
Pull up in some shit you've never seen
My pussy clean, these n***as green
That's why me and my bitches gettin' all they green
Nothing come between me and my things
Rick Owen, Dior, Prada, or Celine
I'm a high-fashion bitch
None of these bitches can match the wrist
None of these bitches can rap like this

[Verse 3: CLIP]
Fuck cars, drivers on deck all night
Fuck the law, I'm tryna act real bad tonight
Fuck that bitch, she could've been up eatin' with me
Fuck that n***a, he mad he can't eat this pussy
Duck nails, feelin' very Y2K
Woke up moody, who the fuck wan' fight today?
[Verse 4: JT]
Ten, ten, tens all across the board (Ten)
When he with you, bitch, he always bored
When he with me, we on one accord
It's always foreigns, never Honda Accords (Skrrt, skrrt)

[Verse 5: CLIP]
Out the cut, but I wanna go to bed
Bitches lurkin' when they could be makin' bread
Miu Miu, I don't know, now do you
Go on Vogue, I'm a rapper on the runway too

[Verse 6: JT]
Bad, bad bitches in my entourage
Ain't no standouts, bitch, we all stars
Ain't no standouts, bitch, we all stars
Big black trucks like, "Fuck cars"

[Outro: CLIP]
All my bitches with the shit, I'm really rich
All my n***as scammin' shit, it's always hits
When you with me, bitch, we always hit
When you with me, bitch, he ain't shit
Bad bitches with designer glow
Bad bitches with designer glow
I'm a star, ho, bitch, I glow
Pull up in a big black truck, I got a show