Show Me Love Freestyle
(Damn lil FCKBWOY! man you know that I be killing shit)
(Bap, Bap, Bap, Bap)
Stop Being Awkward
Be Straightforward (Stop)
Stop all the hinting
Make hella racks in my spare-time, air time (Huh)
I got niggas vex that
They don't get text back (Hella racks)
All of them know I'm the It girl, in thing (Bap, bap)
Tin Tin, walk with my dawg like Snowy
And put all my opp's under pressure Bowie (Bowie)
None of them ever get passes (No, no)
They hideout when we ride-out
No iPhone but I'm bringing my glasses (Bring it, bring it)
Every time I leave it
I'm thinking I should've went Specsavers
Cause I can't ever see shit (Ahh shit)
Remember I was shopping in Savers
Now it's me that they ask for the favours (Yeah they do)
Gallery tee, kick Ricks or Bottega
High risk right
No respite, food fight (Bap), not a fist fight
Throw corn at a hater
Dropping a opp anywhere that we spot
On the spot like a freestyle
Car still in a motion
Couldn't even stop good (Skrr)
Pop doors couldn't even lock good, not good
Pull up on them say Ni Hao (Hi)
And I never say that I'm bad
Cause I'm tryna make them see how (Make them see)
If only you knew what I've been through
Mad how they wanna be me now (It's mad)
Hella shooters on speed dial
Black drop top
On the opp block take the Suzuki (Skrr, skrr)
Put five fifty just on my New tee
Cutie, cute but I'm violent (I'm violent)
Got bitches pressed never pressing a issue
Whenever they see me they're silent (Huh?)
And the girls that get it, they get it (We get it, they get it!)
My nails are acrylics don't think I'm not with it
I bet you could bet it
The same way I'll set it (Set it)
We got corn that's fat like Theodore (Fat)
Big Bang C4 See three
When they see me they detour
Giving them stress they're Eeyore
Plus I just spent four racks in Dior (in Dior)
Not D and G that's old school (No)
Phone DnD you're not talking a bag on the phone call
Outside like the off license local (Bap)
I go harrods and check no tag
Just take it to the till and they tell me the total
Say see you later to a hater
Can't say that I'm chasing paper
All of my notes is plastic (Wrap it up, wrap it up, wrap it up)
Got about ten bands in my bag wrapped in elastic (Bap)
(Bap, Bap, Bap, Bap)
Stop Being Awkward
Be Straightforward (Stop)
Stop all the hinting
Make hella racks in my spare-time, air time (Huh)
I got niggas vex that
They don't get text back (Hella racks)
All of them know I'm the It girl, in thing (Bap, bap)
Tin Tin, walk with my dawg like Snowy
And put all my opp's under pressure Bowie (Bowie)
None of them ever get passes (No, no)
They hideout when we ride-out
No iPhone but I'm bringing my glasses (Bring it, bring it)
Every time I leave it
I'm thinking I should've went Specsavers
Cause I can't ever see shit (Ahh shit)
Remember I was shopping in Savers
Now it's me that they ask for the favours (Yeah they do)
Gallery tee, kick Ricks or Bottega
High risk right
No respite, food fight (Bap), not a fist fight
Throw corn at a hater
Dropping a opp anywhere that we spot
On the spot like a freestyle
Car still in a motion
Couldn't even stop good (Skrr)
Pop doors couldn't even lock good, not good
Pull up on them say Ni Hao (Hi)
And I never say that I'm bad
Cause I'm tryna make them see how (Make them see)
If only you knew what I've been through
Mad how they wanna be me now (It's mad)
Hella shooters on speed dial
Black drop top
On the opp block take the Suzuki (Skrr, skrr)
Put five fifty just on my New tee
Cutie, cute but I'm violent (I'm violent)
Got bitches pressed never pressing a issue
Whenever they see me they're silent (Huh?)
And the girls that get it, they get it (We get it, they get it!)
My nails are acrylics don't think I'm not with it
I bet you could bet it
The same way I'll set it (Set it)
We got corn that's fat like Theodore (Fat)
Big Bang C4 See three
When they see me they detour
Giving them stress they're Eeyore
Plus I just spent four racks in Dior (in Dior)
Not D and G that's old school (No)
Phone DnD you're not talking a bag on the phone call
Outside like the off license local (Bap)
I go harrods and check no tag
Just take it to the till and they tell me the total
Say see you later to a hater
Can't say that I'm chasing paper
All of my notes is plastic (Wrap it up, wrap it up, wrap it up)
Got about ten bands in my bag wrapped in elastic (Bap)
Credits
Writer(s): Chy Cartier
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