We do this shit the Luther way

Sharp shoot and march through ya crew

It has nothing to do with MLK

Burning sage lit the way through the disarray

Hit the stage blazed, made 'em raise and come out to play

Y'all been taking double Ls like you hang around a J

You're not down to blaze with two girlies from around the way

Can't leave rap alone, we got hella ground to break

And most these bitches motives fishier than rainbow trout soufflé

Clout is gay, asked Blimes, she said that's okay to say

'Cause nowadays, you on watch like 40 in A Major Way

People sending shots, but it don't phase me, bitch, I eat those

I spit back flames that leave stains like Hot Cheetos

I'm the daughter of a warrior, Laila Ali

My city raised a G, never will you play my team

I'm Draymond Green, Curry with the free throws

Thai iced tea, is you beefin', bitch? I might be

You'd have to reach a mountain peak to get as high as me

The way I see is like piano keys, you ain't playing next to Gs

You don't have the type of bags to handle all these groceries

I have these **** breaking backs for me on they bended knees

To put it all out on the table like a centerpiece

The shots you take play slow, I guess they're rendering

We keep a thousand feet in front of you just like a centipede

'90s energy, like Keanu Reeves in denim jeans

And most cats don't know that we will rap

Circles round you Urkels, that is no cap

I'm Kirk Cap, my fleet strapped, you peeped that

Take 'em back to Earth, give 'em a dirt nap

Got yo mama dusting off her church hat

I heard that

I'm Raven, I have vision, it's badminton

Make the birdie fly, your whole message is half written

My gas tank has a match in it, the bar hath risen

This ain't the intro, this a baptism

Warrior

My mama raised a warrior

My papa raised a warrior

My mama raised a warrior

Oh, my papa raised a warrior

My mama raised a warrior

My papa raised a warrior

My mama raised a warrior

Oh, my papa raised a