Bap-bap-bap-bap-ba-ba-bum-bum-bum, bum, bum

Huh, A-what you mean? (Mean?)
Been up in this thing so long, I'm like a sleeve (that's right)
Covering, I'm outchea, please don't be deceived
Roll me up? Nigga please, don't be presumptuous
I packed you up for lunch and I ate you, you were scrumptious (that's right, that's right)
Literal or not (uh-huh), I'm rambunctious, you yellow belly munchkins
Ain't that something? With your oompady-doo like
"Ding dong, the witch ain't dead, you better look out 'fore she chop yo' head"
Breaking bread with the queens at the dinner table
Lapdogs eat scraps if you're able
Maybe throw you a bone if I feel like it
Maybe give you some steak if the mood right
Right now, homie, bow down
Looking at my head like my head need a crown
Crown on the rocks, nigga, weed in the box, nigga
Give me if you got figures, what I want's a lot bigger

(Yeah)
What you mean? (Mmh)
What you mean?
What you mean?
To me, to me, to me, to me

What you mean? (Really what you mean though?)
What you mean? (Talk a little clearer, clearer)
What you mean? (Speak up I can't understand)
To me, to me, to me, to me

Lizzo be eating though (yeah), Lizzo be hungry (hungry)
Lizzo Big GRRRL Small World 'til it ain't funny (money)
Say my name three times like I'm in destiny
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of Four Loko
Chillin' with my niggas in the back like mane
Came a long way, umbrellas for the rain
If you came this far, you better play the game
Because success and fame be two different things
I remember being sad about boys and stuff
But that was way back in middle school (not true)
Now I'm making crowds make noise and stuff
And all my people back home like, "Who knew?" (Woop, woop)
Normally I don't like to toot my own horn (toot, toot)
'Cause I don't got a car yet and, well, that sucks (nope)
Being a rapper these days ain't what it seems (true, true)
Man, really you ain't making all the big bucks (uh-huh)
But I'm killin' it
I'm just saying that I'm feeling the wheeling one would experience
While wheeling and gripping the wheel and gettin' it (yeah)
And my limericks (yeah) be the same thing that get me on the cover, trick

What you mean? (Really what you mean though?)
What you mean? (But I can't understand you though)
What you mean? (What you mean? What you need?)
To me, to me (to me), to me (to me), to me

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Aaron Mader, Aaron Matthew Mader, Melissa Jefferson, Melissa Viviane Jefferson, Ryan Olson