This rap game, I always had desire to try it myself Things wasn´t perfect at home, but I could still lie to myself Smile in my mama face, and then I go cry to myself Other than talking to Brook, I used to just hide how I felt Knew I was destined to be somebody with diamonds and wealth Not one of these bitches that they signing and slide on the shelf If nobody wanna hear Alyssa, I´m signing myself Talking in positive affirmations, reminding myself Nigga got agendas with me, act like they dying to help I ain´t fucking no one for a feature, go find someone else
I know I´m sexy as hell, and I ain´t denying it sells Stand in the mirror naked sometimes and admire myself Keep the G-Wagon, fuck nigga, I´ll buy it myself DM´ full of famous niggas just saying hi to themself I don´t say shit back and they still reply to themself You niggas thirsty as fuck, and I need some time to myself Since high school, niggas loved begging for numbers to call Since high school, bitches hated, we been ignoring it all Now it´s up with bitches talking spicy, I´m warring with y´all And I ain´t really letting up on y´all till the coroner call
Bye sis, funny thing about it, you can´t look me in my eye, sis But let´s get back to how my life is, you hoes is a puzzlin´ case It clearly doesn´t matter if you younger or double my age You bitches is barking too much, I wish I could muzzle your face Karma will deal with you, though, I promise, your judgement awaits I got a crush on a thug, and yes, he in love with my ass, but he more in love with my face And that´s saying a lot ´cause, clearly, I´m slim in the waist But somehow, the cakes fucked around and doubled in weight I don´t double date ´cause my man think all of you niggas corny, he doesn´t relate
You fighting for radio play, he fighting a government case Bitch, get the fuck out my face like
I don´t play about us (On God) I do this for me and everything that I was, nigga (Tuh) This shoutout for me (For me) Big shoutout to me (To me, huh) Uh, I don´t play about us (On God) I do this for me and everything that I was, nigga (Yeah, tuh) This shoutout for me (For me, huh) Big shoutout to me (To me, huh)
Shoutout to myself Who the hardest out? Bitch, it´s Latto by herself Ice is just water when it melts
Wipe you down, I got plenty towels on the shelf, it´s easy A white Ferrari might get me wetter than Fiji shores Nails in the coffin while I´m getting my manicures and my pedicures Your dream man is someone you settle for I sit around and daydream ´bout how I could settle the score I´m down to stoop lower than most of you hoes´ credit score Don´t play coy with me, you know what you headed for This shit is not a metaphor, this shit that we ready for My sisters all loose cannons, baby, so don´t start ´em I don´t want to hear about menopause or postpartum
I´m not wasting no time begging you hoes pardon I´m just tryna sip a little wine in the rose garden Be in a silk robe, indulge in aromatherapy You hoes sick in the head, y´all need to go to therapy I´m tryna decompress in Turks with essential oil Latto getting spoiled ´cause she thicker than engine oil You evil eye bitches got me saging the whole room You aging in the face, but whatever, that´s old news The crown is coming home soon, I´ll sit on the throne soon And to the next girl with dreams of making some bold moves The love they never showed me is love that I´ll show you ´Cause I´m a real Southern bitch and I told you
Gold tooth, gold hoops, and soul food Yeah, everything I´m saying is so true Shoutout to myself, to myself
I don´t play about us (On God) I do this for me and everything that I was, nigga (Tuh) This shoutout for me (For me) Big shoutout to me (To me, huh) Uh, I don´t play about us (On God) I do this for me and everything that I was, nigga (Yeah, tuh) This shoutout for me (For me, huh)