HOOK Bend it, break it, own it— Yeah, I’m the one who control it. Hands on my thighs when I throw it, Lil’ bitch mad ’cause she can’t clone it. Bend it, break it, own it— Back that up, make him lose focus. Boss lil’ freak and he know this, Ass so fat it feel loaded. VERSE 1 Step in the party, my aura a riot, Talk too loud? Bitch, lower the diet. He wanna grab it, I tell him to try it, But only real money gon’ buy it. Booty go BOOM like I dropped a grenade, Body so thick, got him ready to beg. Attitude sharp like a freshly made blade, I’m the main dish—never served on a tray. HOOK Bend it, break it, own it… (repeat) VERSE 2 Throw it in circles, I spin like a drill, He call me “Baby,” I call him “Pay Bill.” If it ain’t money I’m not getting thrilled, I’m too high-value to settle for chill. Hoes in the back tryna copy my frame, Whole lil’ crew wanna look like my name. But I don’t compete, we are not the same— I bend it, break it, own it, then flame.
