What you want
Look, look
Kick in the door, wavin the four fizzy
They already know they cant fuck with Iggy
Trues cost more than the rent do, you know that
All black on when I come through, its Kodak
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Is Iggy the ziggy-iggy the baddest of em all?
Why you come through, shut down the mall?
All that ass deserve an applause
Change the game
Switchin up the game
There I go again
Play your role, play you ro-o-ole
Fantasy
Turns reality
Right in front of me
I can have it anyway I want
Red light, yellow light, green light, switch!
This is bout that time you recognize that Im that bitch
This is all that sauce your mama said you couldnt get
Red light, yellow light, green 
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Me and my boo on a worldwide hustle
You know what it is when I flex that muscle
I dont even know what a real one do
Talk that talk, I can back it up too
Got yo dessert, call me the waiter
Im flirtin, you get it later
You could get it from the inside out
No hands, you could put it in your mouth
Change the game
Switchin up the game
There I go again
Play your role, play you ro-o-ole
Fantasy
Turns reality
Right in front of me
I can have it anyway I want
Red light, yellow light, green light, switch!
This is bout that time you recognize that Im that bitch
This is all that sauce your mama said you couldnt get
Red light, yellow light, green 
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch it up, the Lamb, the Bentley truck
He dont love you, that ring aint big enough
If they talkin that money Im showing up
My account getting bigger, its growing up
And Im still a mafuckin rockstar
Popstar but I roll with the mobsters
Yacht club on the shore eating lobster
While Im stunting in Geneva with my top off
Red light, yellow light, green light
This is bout that time you recognize that Im that
This is all that sauce your mama said you couldnt
Red light, yellow light, green light