Wannabe Chun-Li

Horny as fuck gonna keep that bitch on lock

Pussy poppin pop pop pimping out socking with my Glock

When I pull up all these other fags looking like a bop

Topping hippies with my hickies never pull out, full stop

Eated out, never beated down, always treated out

All these faggies wanna pout cause they know that I'm about

Making moves undercover no I never ever tell

Baddie bottom but I stay above all of y'all in hell

Like Chappel Roan I don't fuck with the fans

You want a pic, pack it up, and gimme a band

Accessorize that wardrobe and show some respect

I'm not your gay bestie cause y'all just deflect

I like to be alone and in my own home

Picking up a book and readjusting my tone

Shepherding the sheep cause they think I got fame

Harvey Mudd taught me well cause you know I got brain

Brain, brain, brain, brain game with the

Fame, fame, fame, fame game to the

Head, head, head, head to toe got game

And that head game too insane

Ay ay ay shut the fuck up bitches

and let's go, uh uh fuck it up, some more

Wannabe Chun-Li had to hit em with the sticks

Chop chop chop it up, I don't do it just for kicks

Running this place till I die but not today

One direction going up, shout out Liam Payne

Fall off? BItch please, yeah I'm coming for you hoes

The ones that thought I'd never realize my own goals

While you sit there bare twiddling your thumbs

In your half done hair posted like a bum

Looking up at me for someone to pity

While I'm at the top but no I'm not a bop

Fuck it yeah I'm horny but the bitch is on lock

I'm the one and only just ask my own flock

Gag, gag the fag and then put em in a bag

Drag the bag until it sink and sag

Was it around and then wring it like a rag

Don't mess with me cause I'll pull up with a mag

Like Chappel Roan I never fuck with the fans

Ho I've been settled down and getting my mans

Sit and never squat, stay thicken like a thot

Thong up my cheeks a lot, clap clapping for the lot

Y'all couldn't even phase me cause I never give

Ten hen across the board, Le'Hennesey for sure

In the game acting bored, y'all bitches for sure a snore

Snort it up just for more, got me begging for more

But I stay pretty lit, implants on every tit

Rapper poet, every bit, ever since I was a jit

Hit maker and a hot bitch taker for the pot

Brain bigger than your mans, head game turn him a fan

Horny as fuck gonna keep that bitch on lock

Pussy poppin pop pop pimping out socking with my Glock

When I pull up all these other fags looking like a bop

Topping hippies with my hickies never pull out, full stop