Chynna - Selfie lyrics

Let these truths be self-evident I got to put in work You can see all of the evidence embellished on my shirt I was copping pounds of purp 'for i knew that that was work Popping molly with my white b**hes Eighty dollars worth Sweating harder than a motherf**er Who invented shirts? Turn that f**ing dubstep off n***a Going to work Ipod and a transpa** n***a i was a** Couldn't stunt if i wanted to Smoking f**ing gra** Now I'm outchea Getting to the money that exists Need james franco in my whip Angelina in my crib I'm that b**h Hear them talking but not sure it exists As of late i been on geeking cuz that lean got me on tip I'm a bold b**h Prolly smack a cop and kick his dick But they see the real in me They f** around and still acquit Convoluted and confusing but regardless i can spit Verses intricate and delicate Be careful with my sh** Hit my homies up in harlem Told them i got flows on flows Ain't never book a show but my face could sell out yours Get a tour Need more beats that i can't afford Just to prove real n***as need to be put on more Got that candy paint Call it good and plenty, f** the tinting Buddha send me to annihilate Hide yours kids and your remi Ain't rapping 'bout my p**y It ain't what got me this gucci or this fendi f** them red bottoms, go cop me some jimmys Been drinking this bacardi Barely f**ing see you But them missiles got the trackers b**h I wouldn't want to be you Yo you see'thru I don't know what your purpose is You fetal Wouldn't cross me either Heard I'm just too lethal Call your peoples Woofers barking Prolly louder than a biegel No picks since the first day i became legal I am beanie sigel when State prop was relevant My uncles was selling sh** Just got freed from doing grips Ain't hug em since i was six Real sh** All my verses cla**ic Ripping sh** harder than a mastiff While other girls be plastic You say that you the baddest? I'm the baddest around See they talk the proper sh** But i been holding it down You repeat the quotes I study the literature You think you a trend Meanwhile chizzy was a fixture bruh Peep game it's obvious I am what the problem is As in I'm the problem and the main one that they f**ing with Used to be a** Forever getting pa**ed Now I'm balling Anybody '96 draft As in kobe, AI, nash I been getting cash Remember how they laughed Remember how they laughed? I want versace silk shirts with the works Gold stitched To flex on my old n***a and his new b**h Sike naw I got jungle fever i just might draw Walk up to a group of nazi's tell them all I like yall Never scared These b**hes ain't prepared Shot one in the air They thought it was a flare Peep game I'm over here So they run over there I was loading lyrical choppers They were weaving fictional hair Goddamn who the f** is shawty? Shawty tall and popping She from philly where it's chilly In the summer she be mobbing Modeling and working Look the same in person Wouldn't say that I'm a rapper though Be conversing I could take the subway now playing reasonable doubt It made a lot of alterations to who i am now It's been a very long day I'm high as hell of this train semi-hoping i don't go the wrong way All this stress to get paid I guess it's natural But if you taking mine that's a test to get sprayed