Thought I needed a bad bitch till I realized I was one

[Chorus - L!NK_]
Blood on the dance floor, blood on the carpet
Pull up with the jams to turn a street fight to a mosh pit
I'm hot like an oven, hot like topic
Pull up with the sauce and make a bitch look like nothing

Blood on the dance floor, blood on the carpet
Pull up with the jams to turn a street fight to a mosh pit
I'm hot like an oven, hot like topic
Pull up with the sauce and make a bitch look like nothing

[Verse 1 - L!NK_]
They hate on everything I do
But they still watch my every move
I'm higher than a skydiver
Think I need a parachute

I swapped my swag and changed my tune
I'm out here making money moves
Now watch thе way my money moves
Like yеah I'm fucking done with you

They think I got an attitude, like nah b I'm just mad with you
They calling me a plant, my success set in stone like 2+2
Like fuck the underground I'm going pop, I'ma pop off
Change the rhyme scheme, reference lines I don't fuck up

[Chorus - L!NK_]
Blood on the dance floor, blood on the carpet
Pull up with the jams to turn a street fight to a mosh pit
I'm hot like an oven, hot like topic
Pull up with the sauce and make a bitch look like nothing

Blood on the dance floor, blood on the carpet
Pull up with the jams to turn a street fight to a mosh pit
I'm hot like an oven, hot like topic
Pull up with the sauce and make a bitch look like nothing

[Verse 2 - Dynastic]
Yeah I'm something
You better turn your head in my fucking direction
D-d-don't need help, I don't need any correction
Look at me, look at me I'm perfection
(Getting lost in my reflection)

K-k-k-keep my nose runny
Yeah I'm making all these bands so I'm burning all this money
Yeah I got blood on my hands l-l-like a dance floor
W-watch me transform
Yeah I'll just turn into something you didn't plan for

[Chorus - L!NK_ & Dynastic]
Blood on the dance floor, blood on the carpet
Pull up with the jams to turn a street fight to a mosh pit
I'm hot like an oven, hot like topic
Pull up with the sauce and make a bitch look like nothing

Blood on the dance floor, blood on the carpet
Pull up with the jams to turn a street fight to a mosh pit
I'm hot like an oven, hot like topic
Pull up with the sauce and make a bitch look like nothing

Blood on the dance floor, blood on the carpet