[Intro]
What the fuck are you talking about a chorus?
I don't need no fucking chorus
No, no fucking chorus!
Let me get this shit done
[Verses]
Okay, they love you, then they switch
Yeah, they switch like sissies
Should’ve known there was a reason
That we only did quickies
Spent all that time tryna get him
To give me the pipe
But he was back at home
Biting the pillow for Mike
Let's be real
Who is making your decisions, Ro? (Hmm)
Your intuition, or your brother?
Hmm, l don't know
You were supposed to be
The man of the housе
But l caught you turning tricks
With a cock in your mouth (Hehehe)
Charts numbеr three
But I’m making all this cash though
Did it by myself
Don't need you, just my rap flow
Made your lil' bro deal with me
That's laughable (Haha)
You couldn't find the clit
If I handed you a map, Ro (Oop)
Stroke game so weak
He couldn't ever make me cum
I climaxed more when Mike drove
Into that gas pump
I could have got better dick
From his blind son
When l'm done, leave your face stuck
No stun gun
Okay, Ro, just answer me this one
Did you gotta ask Mike's permission to cum? (Hahaha)
How you taxing bitches outside the apartments
When they bought no goods?
How you think you tough
When the 24/7’s your hood?
You ain’t rob shit but a Slurpee
Check ya upper lip I think you got herpes (Damn)
I know you bitches faked your Harvard degrees
I keep my shit hot like 100 degrees
How the fuck you think clitoris a big red dog? (Woof, woof)
Jupiter, still couldn't find the big red spot
Only married to the block
Bitch, you married to the streets
Nah, you married to my image
Our first date was a meet-and-greet (You a fan)
Only hood you own is the one
Your mama bought from Binco
How you nut after uno, dos, tres, quatro, cinco
We tried to make a sextape but we made a Vine
Not even six seconds, just a waste of time
Put a filter over that shit, it could be a TikTok
But everyone would see your little cock
I made your shit cum like a fountain
How the fuck you say your block is public housing?
I don’t give a single fuck
Bitch, I'm Queen Lizzy
Ever since I got signed, haters getting busy
Cracked screen, empty stomach
Ain't you feeling dizzy?
I'm the queen of this shit
Check the boards, really
Okay, I’m killing bitches with a Panto
I played you bitches like a banjo
You all gonna live in my shadow
Go reserve a seat, fandango
'Cause I'ma put your whole gene pool on display
Let ya know Lizzy ain't the one to play
This is my show, iLizzy Shay
Cameraman like Freddie
You ain't getting paid
Little boy stay playing with them blocks
Me and all my girls stay stealing them rocks (Hehe)
Only block I give two shits about
Is moving that yayo
Feeling like a girlboss
With two bad bitches on my payroll
Your family tree is a circle
Your one opp, Steve Erkle
I'ma keep dissin', know it's hurtful
Make you gasp 'til you turn purple
Ro, I shoulda known that you'd leave for no reason
I shoulda known that you change like seasons
But you never change out of them bum ass clothes
With them curtain bangs and that busted ass nose
You wanna come for my bob? You a beta male
If I want some alpha dick, I'll go pay Bovice bail
Bitch
I'm a bad bitch, you can't kill me
Already ended your asses, I can guarantee
What the fuck are you blocks inhaling?
God wasn't feeling generous
When he made you look like Ellen
[Outro]
Give me custody of rock on your block
Or I'ma take this into court
I need weekends at least, bitch
