she's just a bad copy of me she even dyes her hair blonde she sticks around talking old wives' tales about me while I just keep singing my song see, my crown ain't gonna fit your head, girl you'd better get your own no, my crown ain't gonna fit your head I got my diamonds, my pretty diamonds I know the way to shine the way to shine for real she walks behind me trying to figure me out honey, you won't understand my name is Trouble, kids not allowed to be around don't step on my land 'cause my crown ain't gonna fit your head, girl you'd better get your own no, my crown ain't gonna fit your head I got my diamonds, my pretty diamonds I know the way to shine the way to shine for real I'm really really bad stop making me mad.