Walk into the street
Want me to hit
Perform on the streets

Record no beats
Fall with the leads
Throw them in the trees
Rod the sink

Call with the ring
The guest pantry
With hell conditions
With hell Stains

I'm straight franchised
I got Roulette
But she don't watch me
Bought the builder

She would buy me
I chase a penny
But she a dime piece
Buy hour drop

Got no vaccine
I get pissed off
No R. Kelly
I'm seeing no one

Like a selfie
She would face time
But feel her body
And pay the price

Like Bill Cosby
She my smile
Like Beyonce
No destiny

But she my child
I'm on the set
Call me Cardi B
I'm on the set

Call me Cardi B
She give it brain
No cause to grieve
She on my boat

Fly low Yachty
I miss my ex
But not the bus
I got no dreads

But I got the one lock
I want Fed
I got no caps
Gotta be singing

But I got raps
Y'all got opinions
But I got facts
She take me out

But I'm not trash
I want FedEx
But I got no caps
Gotta be singing

But I got raps
Y'all got opinions
But I got facts
I be rapping tight

I be rapping nice
I be rapping right
They dare me
I be acting nice

I be acting tight
I be acting right
Halle Berry
I deal with the rain

I deal with the snow
I deal with the heat
On a daily
I deal with the rain

I deal with the snow
I deal with the sleep
But with Taylor Lee
I switch my flow

Like a tranny
They got the bras
I got the panties
I got no buns

But they roll with me
With my head high
Like a nosebleed
Now my wifey

I'm not your husband
Still on the ground
Harry, it's her man
The girls jump in

The bros come in
The work come in
The notice run in
The work plug in

The bros come in
The work plug in
The turn up I send
Work on my raps

No mumbling
Work on my tracks
No construction
I'm on Broadway

No junction
Just like Nancy
I be hustling
I serve more drinks

Than Emmy Winehouse
Like Freddie Wap
I keep an eye out
I want 50

I got no caps
Y'all be singing
But I got raps
Y'all got opinions

But I got facts
I want 50
I got no caps
Y'all be singing

But I got raps
Y'all got opinions
But I got facts
I want 50

I got no caps
Y'all be singing
But I got raps
Y'all got opinions

But I got facts
In Metro cars
She wanna ride with me
She wanna fight with me

She wanna bite me
Y'all defend her
Y'all be on me
I'll defend her

Like Draymond Green
If you wanna eat
So you gotta be
Your girl a vegan

But she on my meat
Not before a mess
Make her booty crack
No audience

Make her booty clap
In the whole way
But she get no pass
They raise her hair

But she got no class
She off the hook
And sing fishy
But I back out

She scream Ricky
Mad serious
I like my girls
I like my cars

Fast and furious
They ain't curious
I thought I was getting wife
I like getting wife

And Vivian
I wanna fit in
I got no cash
Y'all be singing

But I got racks
Y'all got opinions
But I got facts
I wanna fit in

I got no cash
Y'all be singing
But I got racks
Y'all got opinions

But I got facts
The realest ones
Don't say the realest ones
I'm real or they dumb

Usually realest one
Graveyard shit
Make a killer or a dumb
It didn't work out

I need her body
To build with her
Now I surveying
Wendy Williams

The real picture
With no filters
They love football
She from Pittsburgh

I can't steal her
Wu-Tang pillars
I see gold face
But no killers

Nasty girls
Do drugs and dealers
Rapping for the change
Acting for the game

Rapping for the change
Acting for the fame
Back in the game
Back in the lane

Back in the space
Back in the tank
Those four bars
Went mad great

I buy Kit Kats
I take mad breaks
Not a prince yet
No playmates

She my princess
Right Ray J
Oh my goodness
No she nae nae

On my show then
No today date
I dance in Queens
With no prom date

I'm the man's tale
Like I'm Judas
I'm standing still
Like a Buddhist

I have no charisma
But girls see me
I watch them faint
Like Wendy Williams

I be online
Like safari
I got more ties
Than Steve Harvey

I got more ties
Than Steve Harvey