Agenda

Red bird, I got wings on me, I'm pushin' agendas Spreadin' word how they speak 'bout me, they pushin' agendas No, I don't owe feat for free, I'm pushin' agendas Brown bird, baby come in on me, what's on the agenda? (Yeah) I don't follow crowds, bitch, I am the crowd (agenda) This the second time I made my momma proud Bitch, you know my body, yeah, you know my style (bitch) Bitch, you know my body, yeah, you know my- (know) Agenda Precedent you was a match Residential, where you at? Press the issue, it's a wrap The present issue isn't wrapped Your new shit, we turn to a pack! They made us a pact Ran through cliques and ran up a lap Then she made reservations for my lap Truthfully, I want gouda cheese You got food to eat There's a lot on my plate like charcuterie And the shit that you are, that's not movin' me I said don't get nefar that's a movin' screen Okay, I want it all, I influence greed If she pick up my card, I lose tooth and cheek When they root for me You see what they do for me Red bird, I got wings on me, I'm pushin' agendas Spreadin' word how they speak 'bout me, they pushin' agendas No, I don't owe feat for free, I'm pushin' agendas Brown bird, baby come in on me, what's on the agenda? Yeah Yeah, nigga Fuck is y'all talkin' 'bout? Agenda New agenda Agenda G- E- N- D- A Agenda Don't you push on me, push my agenda, babe Don't you push on me, push my agenda, babe Don't you push on me, push my agenda, babe Don't you push on me Girl, that ass so big, it got commemorated Won't you pop that shit, won't you participate? Baby, you so lit you got precipitation Let me in your legs and you'll be missin' swaze Say what I mean, dawg, I meant what I said Keep a CAR when I sleep, I can't rest in my bed Can't decline on my man, I got acres to unhead I can see through SPID, body you bum, body you sweat Why is you pullin' a knife when I pull your card? That nigga's a hoe for real I'm ridin' my life, this ain't no facade I'm settin' my goals for real (safe) I'm goin' Cloverfield, you know the drill The blood on my clothes is real My bros is real, my straws is real The hoes is real, the flows is real Charlie, I'm goin' on ten but let me get five Then watch what I do with the shine Who you comparin' to him? Just give me a pen and watch how I eat him alive Dawg, the jury is in, he really the bitch You really thought you a god (Charlie) I'm drippin' in gems, you step on my gem I probably can step on a jawn Keep a blick in my flesh, huh No, this not a fat gun He won't shoot a fair one I might have to- I'm the shit, lil' foine I can't miss, lil' foine Look at my wings, look at my strings Give me a kiss, lil' foine Please, please, I'm OD I can't freeze, babe You know I'm IT We don't beef We stay cheesesteak FM, AMG, GLE, let me get speed, aye After she get beat, maybe she can win a sweepstake