[Intro: Messy Mya] 
What happened after New Orleans? 
Bitch, I'm back by popular demand 

[Refrain: Beyonce] 
Y'all haters corny with that illuminati mess 
Paparazzi, catch my fly, and my cocky fresh 
I'm so reckless when I rock my Givenchy dress (stylin’) 
I’m so possessive so I rock his Roc necklaces 
My daddy Alabama, Momma Louisiana 
You mix that negro with that Creole make a Texas bamma 
I like my baby hair, with baby hair and afros 
I like my negro nose with Jackson Five nostrils 
Earned all this money but they never take the country out me 
I got hot sauce in my bag, swag 

[Interlude: Messy Mya + Big Freedia] 
Oh yeah baby, oh yeah I, ohhhhh, oh yes I like that 
I did not come to play with you hoes 
I came to slay, bitch 
I like cornbreads and collard greens, bitch 
Oh yes, you best to believe it 

[Refrain: Beyonce] 
Y'all haters corny with that illuminati mess 
Paparazzi, catch my fly, and my cocky fresh 
I'm so reckless when I rock my Givenchy dress (stylin’) 
I’m so possessive so I rock his Roc necklaces 
My daddy Alabama, Momma Louisiana 
You mix that negro with that Creole make a Texas bamma 
I like my baby hair, with baby hair and afros 
I like my negro nose with Jackson Five nostrils 
Earned all this money but they never take the country out me 
I got hot sauce in my bag, swag 

[Chorus: Beyonce] 
I see it, I want it 
I stunt, yeah, little hornet 
I dream it, I work hard 
I grind ‘til I own it 
I twirl all my haters 
Albino alligators 
El Camino with the seat low 
Sippin’ Cuervo with no chaser 
Sometimes I go off, I go off 
I go hard, I go hard 
Get what’s mine, take what’s mine 
I’m a star, I’m a star 
Cause I slay, slay 
I slay, hey, I slay, okay 
I slay, okay, all day, okay 
I slay, okay, I slay okay 
We gon’ slay, slay 
Gon’ slay, okay 
We slay, okay 
I slay, okay 
I slay, okay 
Okay, okay, I slay, okay 
Okay, okay, okay, okay 
Okay, okay, ladies, now let’s get in formation, cause I slay 
Okay ladies, now let’s get in formation, cause I slay 
Prove to me you got some coordination 
Slay trick, or you get eliminated 

[Verse 1: Beyonce] 
When he fuck me good I take his ass to Red Lobster, cause I slay 
When he fuck me good I take his ass to Red Lobster, cause I slay 
If he hit it right, I might take him on a flight on my chopper, cause I slay 
Drop him off at the mall, let him buy some J’s, let him shop up, cause I slay
I might get your song played on the radio station, cause I slay 
I might get your song played on the radio station, cause I slay 
You just might be a black Bill Gates in the making, cause I slay 
I just might be a black Bill Gates in the making, cause I slay 

[Chorus: Beyonce] 
I see it, I want it. 
I stunt, yeah, little hornet. 
I dream it, I work hard. 
I grind ‘til I own it. 
I twirl all my haters. 
Albino alligators. 
El Camino with the seat low. 
Sippin’ Cuervo with no chaser. 
Sometimes I go off, I go off. 
I go hard, I go hard. 
Get what’s mine, take what’s mine. 
I’m a star, I’m a star. 
Cause I slay, slay. 
I slay, hey, I slay, okay. 
I slay, okay, all day, okay. 
I slay, okay, I slay okay. 
We gon’ slay, slay. 
Gon’ slay, okay. 
We slay, okay. 
I slay, okay. 
I slay, okay. 
Okay, okay, I slay, okay. 
Okay, okay, okay, okay. 
Okay, okay, ladies, now let’s get in formation, cause I slay. 
Okay ladies, now let’s get in formation, cause I slay. 
Prove to me you got some coordination. 
Slay trick, or you get eliminated. 

[Bridge: Beyonce] 
Okay ladies, now let’s get in formation, I slay. 
Okay ladies, now let’s get in formation. 
You know you that bitch when you cause all this conversation. 
Always stay gracious, best revenge is your paper. 

[Outro] 
Girl I hear something, thunder. 
Golly this is that water boy, oh lord.