[Verse 1]

How come when I'm at the gym, you're on the couch?

How come when I'm running laps, you running your mouth?

Don't listen to them songs that Beyoncé singing

They ain't about you

I be out here hustling and on my grind

You think you can do better than me, you out your mind

You take advice from your girlfriends who are single

And you can be, too

[Pre-Chorus]

Now I'm saying, "Look at you, look at me"

You say you can do better, I say, "Bitch, please"

You already out of your league, out of your league

Out of your league

[Chorus]

Girl, you got lucky

You must've had your fingers crossed, smoking on a four leaf clover

Girl, you got lucky

You must've had a horseshoe over your door

You got lucky

You must've had a terrible past life, so you better act right

You got lucky

You were reaching for the stars and you got one

Don't let it go

[Verse 2]

Chicks be pushing up, like, everyday

You say dudes be chasing you, too, and hey, that's okay

If they wanna deal with your ass, they can have you

Fine by me

But them dudes you really need ain't like these girls

I'm attracting all the chicks around the world

You're jumping out the frying pan and into the fire

Baby, you gon' see

[Pre-Chorus]

Now I'm saying, "Look at you, look at me"

You say you can do better, I say, "Bitch, please"

You already out of your league, out of your league

Out of your league

[Chorus]

Girl, you got lucky

You must've had your fingers crossed, smoking on a four leaf clover

Girl, you got lucky

You must've had a horseshoe over your door

You got lucky

You must've had a terrible past life, so you better act right

You got lucky

You were reaching for the stars and you got one

Don't let it go

[Verse 3]

If I gotta upgrade you, I can just trade you

You bush league, I balls in the majors

You can ride out like I ride this beat

Half your girls and they wanna ride me

Never should've had me in the first place

Got you a home run, but I'm still sitting on first base

We gon' see what happens when you strike out

You drop them keys, you can go on ahead and get the bike out

If you call yourself a diva

Baby, I'm not a believer

You will never conquer Caesar

You can lean into the speaker

To make sure you hear me clearly

I'm not threatening, I'm merely stating facts

Matter of fact, pack your bags

That's a wrap

[Chorus]

You must've had your fingers crossed

Smoking on a four leaf clover

You must've had a horseshoe over your door

(You gon' get lost listening to your friends, girl)

You must've had a terrible past life (and you gon' find yourself)

So you better act right (find yourself by yourself)

You were reaching for the stars and you got one

[Outro]

You got lucky

I say, you got lucky

You must've done something in the past life to make you deserve me

I'm attracting all the chicks around the world

Don't mess up a good thing

(Don't listen to them songs that Beyoncé singing

They ain't about you)