Hold up wait Listen up I’m bout ta go off Slaps up in the back hittin so hard Slap the doors off Back in school was the class clown Yeah I like to show off But neva play about my cake on a mission Like im Laura Croft I’m scorching hot Flow hotter than molten lava Ain’t no cap Just ask my mamma Been rappin since I was talkin Been on my shit Since I was walk-in And ima get it till my last breath Till I’m stuck inside a coffin Or the day I take my last step I’m heaven sent Boy you ain’t eva seen nothin like this And my bitch is like a dime 6 That’s 16 I said Pisces NOT priceless She aiight man But I wouldn’t mind a Kylie Got her lips done And her tits done And she wouldn’t mind to ride me What the hell you want from me Just tryna make it through another day say Fuck the police They can’t hold me Breaking through all they restraints I make it rain I make it thunder So she make it clap Do what I want Cause I am a boss Bitch I’m so demanding Got these haters frantic In a panic You think that I had planned this This was destined I was restin, Dormant Went in the booth N started rappin Correction As it happens Jumped in the booth And started Snappin Yes I’m a force That should be reckon with And this is just a sample So get a load of this I know yo bitch did In the dead of night She meant to tell you she was busy Getting filled with Cream puff delight All she could handle Left a note up on the mantle All it said was Thanks for the robe, The cup of jobe The draws you can have back though Hold up Let’s pour up I drink till I’m tore up I smoke till i drop out This ain’t gone stop now Until I hit target I’m just getting started End up in a rari This the shit who farted I’m parting my ways With all of the fakes Say what you want But I say that’s great Until I’m a great In the hall of fame Killing these tracks Yeah , I’m one to blame I’m going back in Y’all might wanna strap in It’s gonna be a bumpy ride Get a load a that bitch back end That ass is stupid fat can imagine when it’s clappin I really want in back a that Hit it raw Till I start crampin Got the game on lock It’s clamped in I’m in the hamptons Blowin trees It don’t make no damn sense Last year couldn’t get a sandwich Now I’m man bitch Callin shots Just like a referee Gotta sign a waiver first Before your shadow Can stand next to me Do this in the Dead of sleep Do this till My lungs give out I’ll call you back Can’t talk right now On vacay skiing Swiss alp mountains 2:02 Next week the palace That’s Buckingham To meet the queen This so serene It ain’t a dream Just blowin off a little steam Way too clean and mean Made it here n I ain’t need a team Life is like Box office hit Until she climax Closing scene That’s it for me But I’m sure you get it dog Killed the shit till nothing left Make sure you don’t get it wrong