Azealia Banks - So ghetto lyrics

[Part 1]: I spit that murder murder murderous mu-mu-mu-murderous hit I keep it gangsta gangsta gangsta gang-gang-ga-gangsta get, uh... You feel me? Believe it or not The fever I got I'm speakin' it hot Don't peak in the pot You seekin' them shots For real will bank on ya block Billionaire b**hes [?] It's fresh out the box The host on co*k, uh... Provokin' the cops Assault on the watch, uh This murder in heels This lady prefer- uh... Elizabeth bills, 380 will burst Ya play with my mills It's curtains and k**s Can't purchase my sk**s These n***as in skirts and a kilt, truth! The verses like churches and hymns Don't cross, you will end up frost Blue balls you get sent up North A dead dick this puss done lost Spit that gut-gut-gutter that gloss sh** That black b**h posted on that Forbes list That money maker boss b**h Meet me at my office Plus n***a, I'm gorgeous... Ha haaa... [Part 2]: With real looks, nobody rep beauty like me Look here look, nobody rep the city like me Took a 1 to a A then I came up with 3 Took a A to the deuce then I came up with G's Lit a A for that ooh, then I skipped to E B's What other b**h in the booth who could kick it like me? Uh... A Wang boot, maybe color the weave Everything that I utter; straight bu*ter, believe Yeah, uh... The eight wonder is me, the ninth and the tenth I'm about a dollar where the f** these b**hes been? Hypocrites'll holla, wanna play innocent I know I got 'em straight faking for they friend Easy breezy b**hes just waiting on they win Champion, Lady Dame, dominant n***as know the name - now the f** acknowledge it! Uh...