Hold up, wait a minute let me check my swag
Always banging out heaters
Going back to back
And my ethnicity
Yes, I'm Black on Black
And I've got the hair, drip, shoes, and the flows to match
Aye
Might've been gone
But back on track
You can't keep a winner down
When the losses stack
Blow 'em down like the big bad wolf
Build it up like the pigs in the brick house roof
For real
Chameleon with the flows
I adapt those
Ain't gotta be a "pick me" to get chose
Riding these beats so flawless
I gotta make love to 'em
Just know
This cat ain't clawless
Lover not a fighter
But I'll pass a fist how I pass a blunt
Two piece combo
Then I pass 'em to the hunt
Don't even gotta try
I might accidentally stunt
Bring my haters to the front
Yeah
Grinding every day
Gon' put my city on the map
Why you messing with these dogs
When you could chase the kitty cat
There's a smoke up in the air
These folks
They don't know what to do
Don't you worry 'bout a thing
Just I set fire to the booth
Gang
GANG
GANG
GANG
Big clit energy
GANG
GANG
GANG
You see that big clit energy
GANG
GANG
GANG
Real big energy
Hit after
Hit after
Hit after
Hit after
Hit after
Hit
With that big clit energy
What you want
What you want
What you want
What you want
What you want
What you want
What you want
Yeah, you got it
You got it
You got it
You got it
Yeah, you got it
You got it
You got it
You got it, girl
They tried to put a negative connotation to a tomboy
Meanwhile your man is tryna hit up on my tom, boy
Chasing this Tom like that boy gotta be a Jerry, boy
You think you've got him anchored
But he's bobbing like a river buoy
Dismantled figure toy
Golden Boy
Swimmer boy
If I had a dollar every time I made him quiver, boy
What is your rank
Go fish
Go figure
Think yours is big
But my ish bigger
You sipping on that haterade
While I'm smokin' yo freakin' pack
Yo, I'm Cocky Humble with the Craft
Disrespect gets X'd out like a crosshatch
Send you to the gulag from an Apex match
Wait
That's a crazy switch
Big clit
They don't know what they should make of it
Good
That just means that we can cross the sticks
I pull up and show out
I was made for this
Grinding every day
Gon' put my city on the map
Why you messing with these dogs
When you could chase the kitty cat
There's a smoke up in the air
These folks
They don't know what to do
Don't you worry 'bout a thing
Just I set fire to the booth
Gang
GANG
GANG
GANG
Big clit energy
GANG
GANG
GANG
You see that big clit energy
GANG
GANG
GANG
Real big energy
Hit after
Hit after
Hit after
Hit after
Hit after
Hit
With that big clit energy
What you want
What you want
What you want
What you want
What you want
What you want
What you want
Yeah, you got it
You got it
You got it
You got it
Yeah, you got it
You got it
You got it
You got it, girl