I got way too many people all my niggas equal (hey)/If my life was like a movie I’d need 50 sequels (movie)/I need 60 bad bitches actin’ like they single (smash)/Yellin’ you can’t sit with us, throwin’ up middle fingers
Now that she’s put some distance between her and her competitors, she’s able to hit cruise control and tell the world what’s weighing heavy on her mind. The message is fairly simple: she doesn’t want any drama in her life because it’ll only drag her down. She’s on cloud nine and isn’t about to slow down for anyone. With her crew by her side the party rages on, and the end is nowhere in sight.