[Verse 1]
Picture me rollin' like Michelle Obama
You wanna be a star, I'm tryna be like my mama
Self sufficient, independent and strong
Black and beautiful, a la Nina Simone, come on
See what they want you to do
Is believe I'm your competition when you're competin' with you
True, true, I'm solely focused on me
Tryna be the best Ingrid that a genius could be
But geez, it's so hard not to act Third Ward
In a time when n*ggas is broads, I'm steady pullin' their cards like
Since when I'm s'posed to bow to you?
People only gon' do the sh*t that you allow them to
So allow me to command respect, intellect and affection
Passion in your profession, lack of internet presence
Come back from 7-Eleven with some fronto and some papers
And do me a favor, don't do me no favors
Cause faith ain't fair, so I'm puttin' in work
Always hungry as hell, but never dyin' of thirst
They say that I am the first that they really relate to
And I'm hella flattered, so I just say, "Thank you"
[Hook]
You f*ckin' with a cold double pedigree
Name another b*tch ahead of me
Anything you can do, I can do better
And I can do everything
I can do, I can do everything
I can, I can do everything better
I can do everything
I can, I can do everything
[Verse 2]
Damn it feels good to be black
It feels good to be black, and know how to act
So much decorum intact, Essence should give me a plaque
The tenacity and business savvy is yet to be matched
I speak like I know what I'm talkin' about
I think so I know what I'm speakin' about
I don't mingle to mingle, I don't be in the crowd
So when you do see me, understand what Ingrid about
Style and grace, class and taste
The beauty that I'm exuding ain't an ass and face
When you fail to listen, you look past the greats
So I'm hopin' you payin' attention to the sh*t I say
K, K? I don't f*ck with no suckas
I'm anti-gun bumpin', leave that sh*t to you bustas, n*gga
Believe nothin' you hear
And half of what you see, don't be influenced by fear
Cause these n*ggas be fear mongerin' big
These n*ggas be sellin' false images to these kids
These n*ggas don't even own a f*ckin' car or crib
But they're always in the streets yellin', "Get it how you live"
[Hook]
You f*ckin' with a cold double pedigree
Name another b*tch ahead of me
Anything you can do, I can do better
And I can do everything
I can do, I can do everything
I can, I can do everything better
I can do everything
I can, I can do everything