[Verse 1: Kilila]
Use to call me lame, man now I'm not the same
Eighth' grade, I was k**ing it audacitay
Dang it, meant to say Audacity
Shut up, Quit hara**ing me
You stinky bu*t, ashy knees
This is not a roast, but you better post up
If you claim you're real, Then you're not Loshun
Ol' Betsy under my bed, so what?
Its the Batman color, so Man you know what
[Verse 2: Kilila]
I'm flossing with this Letterman
Bossing, cause I'm confident, rocking it
Girls suddenly come up to me all talkative
Until they see my car, laugh and ask, "Girl whats wrong with it?"
Maybe Because it's two colors
You never know a person until you see their true colors
You couldn't care, if you knew the struggle
Sorry hot girl, didn't mean to bust your bubble
I can sense gold digger, find someone else that's humble
Quote on quote, quit playing, you only fall in love with his doe
Just saying, she only using you bro
Man, she's fooling you bro
And this is my way to cope
[Verse 3: Kilila]
You say I got weak lines, when I only speak life
Who are you to judge?
I see you got your own problems mane, but don't hurt verbally
Just to ease the pain
This is just how I do, gotta mixtape
And its coming soon
House Music coming soon