The People's Champ

Hey
How are you
I'm Shae and I'm one of the greatest
I'm serving 'em six different looks
that they can applaud when dinner is plated huh
Look at the pose and look how I ate it
Look at the clothes my stylist amazing
Look at the beat of the faces
Still in the bathroom bathing in praises
Woo

Excellence
Chef's kiss
I'm the ultimate standard and preference
It's my show and I don't need a co-star
Haters should view with discretion
I'm all about leaving a good first impression
Like a teacher with a class full of freshmen
Resume long like my studio sessions
For my age that's kind of impressive

For my age that's kind of a flex
I been on the move
With some Grammy Award Winning
California mansion living
With nothing but plaques and billboards in it type of people
They taught me the business and how it should go
Look at me building my contacts
I conversate different
I'm talking bout publishing
Revision clauses in contracts

All this money but can't buy my time back
Now I'm careful bout where I spend time at
I majored in English so now that I'm up
I recognize more with the climax
And my Rollie gone replace the Timex
If it's personal questions I bypass
I'm very lowkey so if you ain't my day one
The most you gone get is like five facts

They probably think that I think that I'm somebody
Cause I conversate with blue checks in my comments
I promise my humble upbringing
Is really the only thing that got me keeping it modest
She think cause we both getting money
Supposedly suddenly we got a whole lot in common
Her nickname is Robbin
She only could rob 'em until she got caught in the audit
Woo

Let me catch my breath
Whole room sayin why you do 'em like that
Ate the whole beat now it ain't nun left
Lookin at the chef like mmm what's next
Lookin at my fit like mmm best dressed
Lookin in the mirror like mmm like yes
The way I pop out got 'em all upset
Cause whatever I do I do my best

And I made this beat
So the streets know now when the beat thump
And the crowd picked me so I'm feelin' like Joe
When he ran with the votes and he beat Trump
On the stage and it's loud cause the beat crunk
Got the crowd lit like I just made a street dunk
They medal me
Exing out the ones in ahead of me
Rasin' up my hand like she won



Credits
Writer(s): Malia Guy
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