Said, don't fuck with me

Don't fuck—, ah, don't fuck with me, uh

Okay, shit, don't fuck with me 'less you ready for this problem

Momma always taught me, "You don't start those, you solve 'em"

Mink mink goblin, finish them, they wobbling

Okay, chill, they falling, damn, Cyn get off her

I'm a prophet, don't take shit, won't harm shit

Can't take the play? Don't you jump in this ball pit

Used to work at Harbor Freight, but now this my office

Can you believe they pay me all this money just to talk shit?

Lil' bitch, I'm vibin', lil' bitch, we mobbin'

All in God's timing, well, goddamn, I'm shining

On these records this ain't silver, ho, it's white gold

Wait till I get them diamonds, it's gon' be a chokehold, KO

I'm a hoochie, I'm a sellout

Smell like shit, every time, it's me they talk 'bout

I'm a born sinner, better get that gone

85, burning rubber till I get back home

And bitter is fruit that fell early

Slither with these snakes on me, Lord have mercy

Hands in this chicken, no churches

Throwing up to purge it, Lord, forgive me for these urges

So who the fuck I look like if I slow up now?

Talking out they neck but my foot calmed that down

Used to let that slide just to keep folks around

Now I keep the scissors in my bag in case they get loud

We pipe that smoke down, don't get me rowdy

These hoes can't rap with me, say that shit proudly

Bad, bad, Mike Lowrey

Serving face and seasoned, bitch, I even brought my Lawry's

They like my lil' voice, they think that shit sweet

They think they gon' beat this lil' caramel coochie, please

Well, bitch, I'm the new age Eve, forbidden gems up my sleeve, next to that .380

I'm a hoochie, I'm a sellout

Smell like shit, every time, it's me they talk 'bout

I'm a born sinner, better get that gone

85, burning rubber till I get back home

And bitter is fruit that fell early

Slither with these snakes on me, Lord have mercy

Hands in this chicken, no churches

Throwing up to purge it, Lord, forgive me for these urges

Higher

Sinner

Higher

Sinner