Letras
Hey, yuh
Drop your glasses
Shake your asses
Face screwed up like you having hot flashes
Which one? Pick one
This one, classic
Red from blonde
Yeah, bitch, I'm drastic
Why this? Why that?
Lips stop asking
Listen to me baby
Relax and start passing
Expressway
Head back
Weaving through the traffic
This one strong should be labeled as a hazard
Some of y'all homies hot
Sike, I'm gassin'
Clowns I spot 'em
And I can't stop laughing
Easy come, easy go
E-V gon' be lasting
Jealousy, let it go
Results could be tragic
Some of y'all ain't writing well
Too concerned with fashion
None of you ain't Gizelle
Cat walk and imagine
A lotta y'all Hollywood, drama, passed it
Cut bitch, camera off, real shit, blast it
And if I had to give you more
It's only been a year
Now I got my foot through the door
And I ain't going nowhere
It took a while to get me in
And I'm gonna take my time
Don't fight that good shit in your ear
Now let me blow yo' mind
They wanna bank up
Crank up
Makes me dizzy
Shank up
Haters wanna come after me
You ain't a ganster, prankster
Too much to eat
Snakes in my path wanna smile up at me (yuh, yuh)
Now while you gritting your teeth
Frustration, baby, you gotta breathe
Take a lot more than you to get rid of me
You see I do what they can't do
I just do me
Ain't no stress when it comes to stage
Get what you see
Meet me in the lab
Pen and pad
Don't believe
Sixteens mine, create my own lines
Love for my wordplay that's hard to find