backstage pass.

Uh huh, Uh Huh
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, Yap

Ok, Yap, Yap
All of this was birthed from a hotbox
Who would've known this would form from a pressure cooker?
We all are animals while you onlooking
I got on Pharaoh's Gold
They can't overlook it
I just hit one stage
Now, they overbooking
That's a damn good problem to have
Of course, if it's bout cash cause if it ain't it won't add
Backstage pass to all my ladies with ass

This shit elementary, Watson
Get your fundamentals up until they're Timmy Duncan
If it's really something, a function then we there and it's jumping
I like any type of Henny, Remy, Jimmy, something
I'm easy over easy with the bleezy, blicky bumped me
Remind me Kylie Jenner, she a sidepiece, a pumpkin
Don't get too caught up in the features
It's an onion
Search for something deeper that's gon really give you something
Me, I'm little drummer boy
Keep pa-rum-pa-pumming
And running for it, going forward
Never tumbling
And gunning for it, got my aim right
Ain't no dumping
I'm coming for it and you cannot stop
What's coming, Yap

I'm the one you seen on the TMZ
YAP
I'm the one you seen on IGTV
YAP
I receive awards from the MTV
YAP
Everywhere, now you can't stop seeing me

Yap, Yap
All of this was birthed from a hotbox
Who would've known this would form from a pressure cooker
We all our animals while you onlooking
I got on Pharaoh's Gold
They can't overlook it
I just hit one stage
Now, they overbooking
And that's a damn good problem to have
Of course, if it's bout cash cause if it ain't it won't add
Backstage pass to all the ladies with ass

She was waiting for a backstage pass
I remember her clearly from a Back page ad
Fellas was waiting their turn thinking "this my be my night."
Especially cause she was a young tender (Tinder)
And they were hoping that she would swipe right
They ain't know that in the morning that she would take flight
Flewed out
Hell, that's how she arrived in the first
Instagram glam
She was just quenching her thirst
Barely bread in her account, but they spent bread on her purse
She wasn't ahead of the worst
They say her head was a curse
They called her witchery, the Badu,
Cause she'd leave your heart in a hearse
Rumor has it that once you've had it
Your soul would be in need of a nurse
Better take heed and disperse
Maybe even burn you some sage
Some ass you need to pass
Be careful who you got coming backstage

Yap, Yap
All of this was birthed from a hotbox
Who would've known this would form from a pressure cooker
We all our animals while you onlooking
I got on Pharaoh's Gold
They can't overlook it
I just hit one stage
Now, they overbooking
And that's a damn good problem to have
Of course, if it's bout cash cause if it ain't it won't add
Backstage pass to all the ladies with ass

Uh huh, Uh huh
Uh huh, Uh huh
Yeah