It miss Jackson I came here to get lit first I hop on the stage these girls are not the same I got the drip but you don’t now me that well I got bag I got the Sauce looks at now you can’t tell me nothing I am rich can we take a pick what you want to do I can do everything with me and my Best friend we going to get lit we bringing that heat to the table now you scared no you are I will punch you in the phone girl