[Bernz:]
She telling me Brooklyn's dead
She sayin Miami's passe
La is what you expect
Paris was cooler last may
Nothin' surprises her
Saturday night ain't live enough
Easy done told her the needy disorder and now she don't even confide in us
She she so jaded, I love it, she hates it, you name it, she played it
And laughs when I say that we're famous!
I can't blame her though, the game'll throw her ass for a loop
I tell her before you leave make sure you do what you came to do
And I'm like...

[Wrekonize