Im really sitting with Anna Aint a metaphor, punchline Im really sittin with Anna Front row at Oscar De La Renta posture Aint a bitch that could do it, not even my imposter Put these bitches on lockout, where the fuck is your roster I pull up in that new new marinara and pasta Shake my head, yo Im mad, aint a bitch in my zone In the middle of nowhere, I just feel so alone Got the certification, cause it come with the stone But this ice is so cold, that shit come on a cone That shit come on a cone, that shit come on a cone And my ice is so cold, that shit come on a cone That shit come on a cone, that shit come on a cone Cause my ice is so cold, that shit come on a cone 7up went and gave my commercial to Cee-Lo But dont tell 'em I said it, lets keep it on the d-low If you need you a look, just put me on your song But you know it'll cost about 6 figures long But you bitches aint got it, where the fuck is your budgets