Chynna - For That Ass lyrics

They see my mind and they want to take a peak in Like why she so dope? Why she so decent? As if this sh** was recent My co*kiness increasin' Because I could leave them screaming like weekend. I'm [?] My name is Chizzy from West Philly and I'm tough All the critics say that all my gangster lines are bluff That I just hop on the mic and brag a lot and cuss Yet and still they all managing to listen to my stuff They say I wear black because of asap and norm stuff It's like they want to beat my a** but can't afford the Gucci belt Meanwhile, they wanna check for my wealth and my health Like a b**h can't do bad by herself. Top shelf They probably want to hear me rhyme about something else Like my a** or lack thereof and make a n***a melt But as soon as I drop that, they screaming she a who*e I'm just wondering like who the f** I would be hoeing for? Here come that brand new Chizzy for that a** Because I've been getting n***as since a youngin and I don't ever hold for nothing I just ain't too fond of cuffin' I be frontin', I be frontin' But people b**hing like they want to make it about somethin' Like I'm here for entertainment y'all ain't listening for nothin' Men question "who she f**ing?" "is she gay?" Would I answer all your questions if I took ya'll men away? I was focused on my workload, kissing toes to find a king All I found was problems so I bought myself my own ring Make that rings, some ice, some watches, some chains Rolling up [?] and my n***a can't complain They ask me do you got a movement, like, why I choose to rap and sh** It can't be because I like to do it? Because this is my path and sh**? Ain't trying to empower woman, equalize the music biz I'm just trying to tell the truth whatever chance I get Here come that brand new Chizzy for that a** When you talking about sh**, get a f**ing witness When you talking about my sh**, mind your f**ing business x2 I am just an ill n***a ready for the k** n***a You may never see someone dope as me so chill n***a n***as walking up to me like "Chizzy what's the deal n***a, you going to sign a deal n***a, you going to need a real n***a" I be in Belize blowing trees with a bunch of bad n***as on they knees high for me 18, want to have my interracial babies Want to chill in that brand new Mercedes and Gucci n***as look at me like my name is lil tunechi With the long hair flowing them b**hes are groupies Truth is, I just want the money where the roofs is Making lyrical artwork so y'all know what the truth is Truth is, all the superficial sh** is useless Have them splitting crack until I'm toothless they like, who this Young Chizzy with the soul and my gold Annihilating every beast and I'm rolling the deaf hoes To this I add a couple facts for the new kids just because I said the new sh** don't mean two sh**s