Headshot

Hit em with the headshot
Mind blown
Put they ass down
They is shocked
Sis got
The fucking crown
I'm the empress
Yall wanted solutions the universe sent me
Envy, bitches is my privates yeah I'm the LT
Quiet in the room, I don't need all the attention
I still get the attention, I don't really care to mention
They always asking questions, I tell em to mind they business
They wanna friend my stylists, they not ready for the realist
They not ready for the gang, they can't handle what we got
We eating this shit up, we always cooking on the pot
It don't matter what I post, that's for the hating ass bitches
Who watching my fucking page, I'll put an 8 in you bitches

You can't thump with us, you can't thump with me
We lacing up the timbs, we pulled up on your street
These bitches can not fight, they love to talk and beef
We beat your ass one time, you wanna just repeat
I got a job to do, I don't got no time for this
Bitches fucking miserable they wanna ruin all your shit
Set you up and then charge you, bitches is police
Wear a stocking cap to fight, you cant fuck with me

Hit her with the hay may
Then left
Knock her ass out
Niggas jump in
My folks
Lay they ass down
Untouchable
We walk away with no Ls in the album
We aint take no pictures them niggas memories haunt them
Ghosting em like we phantoms, scaring them in the beamers
Making moves, don't worry bout them we focused on our figures
They say that I'm a problem, little ole me is fucking hefty
Same bitches who don't like me, sing my shit because its catchy
And then they wanna neck me, they're some weirdo hoes
Burned out and tryna test me, that's why I beat you hoes
But I'm not just about the fighting, I don't stoop that low
I'm really about my bag, y'all hoes can't speak on that though
That's why they mad, and that's what they can blame me for
I gave them bitches some new looks, that they can thank me for
Slim thick and lines cleaner than you stank ass hoes
I wonder who the fuck you dummies fucking take me for
Stay out my garden cause you bitches tried to snake me hoe
I'm fucking cute even when I rock the basics hoe
I rip my beats because I got no type of basic flow
Don't try me I'll have you bitches falling, dominoes

You can't thump with us, you can't thump with me
We lacing up the timbs, we pulled up on your street
These bitches can not fight, they love to talk and beef
We beat your ass one time, you wanna just repeat
I got a job to do, I don't got no time for this
Bitches fucking miserable they wanna ruin all your shit
Set you up and then charge you, bitches is police
Wear a stocking cap to fight, you ain't fucking up my weave



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Writer(s): Teyani Carmichael
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