[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