It Girl (feat. Freida)
N***** be tripping like vacays
But ain't ever been out the states
Local n***** the most vocal n*****
Yeah always something to say
But I need me a n**** on hush hush
Tryna take me to the Netherlands and not go dutch
Won't even let me try to reach for my clutch
There in a jiffy no matter the drive, he clutch
Mobile n****, mogul n****
Think for himself never polling n*****
No should I do this, should I do that
He Dewey Decimal, nothing but facts
Yeah that's the type I like
Down to ride like bikes
Strapped up for the fight
Fly me places like kites
Say he will never might
'Cause I like a guarantee
Don't ask what I bring to the table, I am the feast, I am the diner
No shade to the Zetas but ain't none finer than me
Yeah that C, add that K, 'cause my name got weight
I got big bills, I'm a Big Ben, but like who gone clock me? I'll wait
I'm that irreplaceable, top tier, original
I know you ain't blind
No competition, I make all of the decision
When it comes to me and mine
'Cause I'm that one
I've been lots of places
I've seen lots of faces, but still
In and out the country
Oh the people love me, I'm it
I'm it, I'm it, I'm it, yeah
I'm it, I'm it, I'm it, yeah
Some beauty fades some beauty lasts
Only time will tell
But that Black don't crack
So you got a long time to see my pretty self
From the front and the back
That tootie fruity so juicy (Ahhh)
Face built for the movies (Oooh)
The catalogues
Don't care at all
Your issues with me
Pretty hurts I keep some tissues with me
Rock star, the Sid Vicious in me
Flavor of Love, the Deelishis in me
I'm tasty
Don't none of these n***** phase me
I'm It girl I want an it baby
But none of these n***** is it lately
Running out of time, yeah
Running up mine, yeah
Tick tock on the clock, man cut it short
I got a flight
Meeting in the bag
In my bag, pack it light
Coming home with gains
Circle back and I'm charging twice
I've been lots of places
I've seen lots of faces, but still
In and out the country
Oh the people love me, I'm it
I'm it, I'm it, I'm it, yeah
I'm it, I'm it, I'm it, yeah
I've been lots of places
I've seen lots of faces, but still
In and out the country
Oh the people love me, I'm it
I'm it, I'm it, I'm it, yeah
I'm it, I'm it, I'm it, yeah
But ain't ever been out the states
Local n***** the most vocal n*****
Yeah always something to say
But I need me a n**** on hush hush
Tryna take me to the Netherlands and not go dutch
Won't even let me try to reach for my clutch
There in a jiffy no matter the drive, he clutch
Mobile n****, mogul n****
Think for himself never polling n*****
No should I do this, should I do that
He Dewey Decimal, nothing but facts
Yeah that's the type I like
Down to ride like bikes
Strapped up for the fight
Fly me places like kites
Say he will never might
'Cause I like a guarantee
Don't ask what I bring to the table, I am the feast, I am the diner
No shade to the Zetas but ain't none finer than me
Yeah that C, add that K, 'cause my name got weight
I got big bills, I'm a Big Ben, but like who gone clock me? I'll wait
I'm that irreplaceable, top tier, original
I know you ain't blind
No competition, I make all of the decision
When it comes to me and mine
'Cause I'm that one
I've been lots of places
I've seen lots of faces, but still
In and out the country
Oh the people love me, I'm it
I'm it, I'm it, I'm it, yeah
I'm it, I'm it, I'm it, yeah
Some beauty fades some beauty lasts
Only time will tell
But that Black don't crack
So you got a long time to see my pretty self
From the front and the back
That tootie fruity so juicy (Ahhh)
Face built for the movies (Oooh)
The catalogues
Don't care at all
Your issues with me
Pretty hurts I keep some tissues with me
Rock star, the Sid Vicious in me
Flavor of Love, the Deelishis in me
I'm tasty
Don't none of these n***** phase me
I'm It girl I want an it baby
But none of these n***** is it lately
Running out of time, yeah
Running up mine, yeah
Tick tock on the clock, man cut it short
I got a flight
Meeting in the bag
In my bag, pack it light
Coming home with gains
Circle back and I'm charging twice
I've been lots of places
I've seen lots of faces, but still
In and out the country
Oh the people love me, I'm it
I'm it, I'm it, I'm it, yeah
I'm it, I'm it, I'm it, yeah
I've been lots of places
I've seen lots of faces, but still
In and out the country
Oh the people love me, I'm it
I'm it, I'm it, I'm it, yeah
I'm it, I'm it, I'm it, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Courtney Harris
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