Ain't this what y'all need me for?

You done pissed me off, what is y'all leaving for?

Oh what? A white girl with a flow ain't been seen before

Bow down until your knees get sore

Treat Neimans like a grocery store

And Selfridges get the same rapport

Ask Bey when we off on tour

Hopping out a fly whip, screaming, "This ain't yours"

How famous can one get 'fore she get tired?

One phone call that make all the money get wired

Uh, spit fire that'll burn down an empire

20 deep in the Sprinter tryin' the Benz tires

Wave hello when I breeze by ya

Make enough in ten months I could live off or retire (woo)

But I just won't quit

Tryna figure out which part of this you just don't get, huh

Lord, lemme know if you got this, preaching about prophets

It ain't no one man can stop us, bow down to a Goddess

Bow down to a Goddess, bow down to a Goddess

It ain't no one man can stop us, bow down to a Goddess

Goddess, got it?

Same critics wondered if I had it in me

Now want me to play friendly

But how the hell you play friendly when the mention of my name could cause a media frenzy?

The cameras flash everywhere, make it hard to miss me

Lately, I been crazy 'tell a psych ward commit me

After any competition coming up against me

You think it's anything better, then come convince me

Until then I'll be leading the race

So bow down, put your knee to your face

While I make wine outta water, turn rappers into martyrs

Set it off whenever I-G-G in the place, uh

Young rapper, Goddess, y'all a boring read like Rapper's Digest

I could never see you fall like I skip through August

I'm thinkin' bout now would be the time to start this

Lord, lemme know if you got this, preaching about prophets

It ain't no one man can stop us, bow down to a Goddess

Bow down to a Goddess, bow down to a Goddess

It ain't no one man can stop us, bow down to a Goddess

Put your hands in the sky, but only if you feel the vibe

They wanna bury me alive, but y'all ain't know real gods never die

Put your hands in the sky, but only if you feel the vibe

They wanna bury me alive, but y'all ain't know real gods never die

Lord, lemme know if you got this, preaching about prophets

It ain't no one man can stop us, bow down to a Goddess

Bow down to a Goddess, bow down to a Goddess

It ain't no one man can stop us, bow down to a Goddess

Goddess, got it?