Lyrics
Yes
Check, check, check, check, check
We have everything we need
Yeah
My life is like a movie
So the people film my pain
They'll steal your whole style
And would never mention your name
The energy divine
Uh, just ask Lorraine
The money get funny
You'll be pawning your chain
Mark twain, I don't complain
I just board the plane
I just opened a lane
Soft spoken but she doper than veins
Got a mop for the opps
So they can soak up the stains
Penny for your thoughts
****, that's a—
I promised I wouldn't need you
They promised they wouldn't leave you
Success keeps calling
I'm riding with Mr. Peeples
You gon' pay me what you owe
Like your last name Teagle
In my mind I'm top five
Next to Meek and Beanie Sigel
In my crate like a needle
They see me, they faint, they feeble
Turn to the Max Keeble
My flow gas like diesel
My brother turned his back
It hurt me, I can't front
All you had to do was grind
To get exactly what you want
You a chump
Shit, I got you out your slump
I gotta hand it to you 'cause that's exactly what you want
Man, this ain't my first rodeo
Blacking out in my replicas
The more I get to know you
The more I think less of ya
These internet **** just type in helvetica
Don't believe the hype
Speak highly of me, Jessica
Losing Isaiah
You clowns losing your marbles
Your mouth washed, you should gargle
You have nothing to borrow
The vision tunnel, no carpal
When you sleep
I might alarm you
Yeah, I'm sorry for the weight, Arnold
Wait
Yeah
Go outside and see clones
You're never truly alone
That may go over your head
Hmm, you know a drone?
Wish I didn't miss you
Tears dropping to Angie Stone
Gatekeeping, I don't condone
Sitting cozy on my throne
What's the problem with these ****?
Always hating on the queen
Why they so intimidated by my presence?
It's pristine
Cranking up my aura
I am hip-hop's daughter
All you do is make up lies
Heard they hirin' at Sephora
This a classic diadora
Here to restore the order
I can bring you boys horror
Oh, she popping 'cause I taught her? Yes
Let it ride
Uh
Heh-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh
Check, check, check, check, check
We have everything we need
Yeah
My life is like a movie
So the people film my pain
They'll steal your whole style
And would never mention your name
The energy divine
Uh, just ask Lorraine
The money get funny
You'll be pawning your chain
Mark twain, I don't complain
I just board the plane
I just opened a lane
Soft spoken but she doper than veins
Got a mop for the opps
So they can soak up the stains
Penny for your thoughts
****, that's a—
I promised I wouldn't need you
They promised they wouldn't leave you
Success keeps calling
I'm riding with Mr. Peeples
You gon' pay me what you owe
Like your last name Teagle
In my mind I'm top five
Next to Meek and Beanie Sigel
In my crate like a needle
They see me, they faint, they feeble
Turn to the Max Keeble
My flow gas like diesel
My brother turned his back
It hurt me, I can't front
All you had to do was grind
To get exactly what you want
You a chump
Shit, I got you out your slump
I gotta hand it to you 'cause that's exactly what you want
Man, this ain't my first rodeo
Blacking out in my replicas
The more I get to know you
The more I think less of ya
These internet **** just type in helvetica
Don't believe the hype
Speak highly of me, Jessica
Losing Isaiah
You clowns losing your marbles
Your mouth washed, you should gargle
You have nothing to borrow
The vision tunnel, no carpal
When you sleep
I might alarm you
Yeah, I'm sorry for the weight, Arnold
Wait
Yeah
Go outside and see clones
You're never truly alone
That may go over your head
Hmm, you know a drone?
Wish I didn't miss you
Tears dropping to Angie Stone
Gatekeeping, I don't condone
Sitting cozy on my throne
What's the problem with these ****?
Always hating on the queen
Why they so intimidated by my presence?
It's pristine
Cranking up my aura
I am hip-hop's daughter
All you do is make up lies
Heard they hirin' at Sephora
This a classic diadora
Here to restore the order
I can bring you boys horror
Oh, she popping 'cause I taught her? Yes
Let it ride
Uh
Heh-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh