Zoey: He called me yellow, when he knows he’s damn white all he thinks about is me, and I bet he would agree, he calls me dry, but everytime he tries, he shoots his shot and I said goodbye. Olivia: Into the street, back up the creek, 2 times a week, bi*** i got heat, got couple dollars, bi*** is a holler, might need a collar, so put down that scholar, I traveled to France, watered those plants, went for a glance, same thing for lance, took down that poster, made a commotion, then got out the ocean, for dat big promotion. Olivia: Hands sliding far down, Zoey: that's too low, Olivia: can't go too fast but not too slow, Zoey: shoot those fake bullets not ammo, Olivia: you're too addicted no-bueno. Zoey: That boy got w rizz, nah.. Honey that's just your soda fizz, He tell me he broke, he go beg me for a chance, the 5th time he asked I said, go get a damn finance. He to ugly he need a plastic surgeon, but bro can't even stand to look, because he gives off too much virgin. Olivia: He says I’m too white, nah he jus wanna lil bite he tryna cover that smile, jus for a lil while, He tryna be that guy, but he can’t even pull a single fly, tryna talk to anyone he can find, he’s gotta make more than a dime, to save up for his bathtime. Zoey: His pockets were full, foller than cole, more like that mole, down in the hole, he can't get that close, cause i'll get to gross, but he can take notes, by taking it slow, Olivia: but too far he goes, into the snow, got that lil dance, from inside my pants, from those damn ants Olivia: The truth hurts, hard pill to swallow. Leader of the pack, I'll never follow. You can't see that, Where's ya head, Sleepy Hollow, Pen game sick, Spit gospel, write a novel. Zoey: Fire in the booth,a am Make mics melt, Put ya soul on the track, They hate love ya self. It's all about expression, Grind study lessons, Hip Hop forever, Olivia an Zoey: You got any questions?