(Verse 1: Remy Ma)
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Thinking out loud
Yall know I got the 4-fizzy on me right now
People keep saying ,â€Rem you need to drop a recordâ€
I’m like in a minute let me body b**hes records
Yea, for the millions I will k** these pop hoes
Ain’t no one in these streets like me and potholes
Bout to put yall all out of business, shop closed
And since I dropped Hot b**h all these chicks den got cold
I’m around wa**up?, I don’t care right now
Five 40-inch bundles in my hair right now
Whoa, do you feel me?
I’m a real one fake ones fear me
I might fly out to your hood if they clear me
Ain’t met a rapper chick yet that ain’t scared of me
You talk tough but I really did a sentence
In black ink , your fingers never been printed
Showing black love post, I invented
You be dragging it ma, I’m authentic
(Verse 2: Remy Ma)
Yo, eat em like chow
Like Nas said in Ether “yall love my styleâ€
But n***as in the streets and the n***as locked down
Ever need a shooter, they got me on speed dial
Mama Gully still here, ain’t a k**er but don’t push me
Violate em like parole
They let me out the pen (Why?)
To put them b**hes in the coffin
Cuz she a lil ho, black eyes like a raccoon
Knockout, leave her snoring
Leave ya head full of blood, girl
You should join a rap group
Cause as a soloist you boring
I’m a female God, on my Wu-Tang cash rules
Yall hoes is retarded, live wire no shortage
She’ll be smokin’ crack soon
b**hes loving me like sausage, hottest chick on the market
I’m the hardest smartest goddess regardless
Walk with revolvers, you pressing charges
Born in the projects, with the cops & robbers
In the Bronx we bombers, Remy Mafia mobbin’
You know