8 mil on that new thing, tied up like my shoe string
Ain’t ****ing with you bitch ******, and that’s real rap but I do sing
Make room when I come by, ain’t speaking, I’m dumb high
Just heard ****** got jokes, it’s a matter of time before one dies
‘Cause them dudes out and them two’s out, all sixes like school’s out
****** know when they talk slick that I’m winning fresh, they’ll get chewed out
‘Cause them dudes out and them two’s out, all sixes like school’s out
Yo, I just wanna be ya rider
You should pull up in that Spider
You should let me hit the mic
And I ain't talking about the fighter
Get it lit without a lighter
Let's pull an all-nighter
Tell me-tell me what you need, got the weed
I'm a bad lil bitch and I never indict her
Get locked, I'mma write ya
You on the road? I'mma Skype ya
I don't wanna hype ya
But you a lucky ***** if my mean ass like ya
You ain't never have a bitch understand you
Most of them wanna use you when they ran through
I just wanna be somebody, that can add to
Your wife, be a friend, be a teacher and a fan too
I just wanna listen
When you leave I say "damn, I ****ing miss him"
I just wanna be your vixen
Give you something real wet, to put your lips in
I wanna be the only one that can check you, and still respect you
Cause it's you I would change for, you always make sure
what a fluke
Brandy better not collab with this screeching chameleon again. The first time was cringeworthy enough.