Style & Pattern

Ima Real boss lady on moves

I was up late night

Tryna make my cake right

U Could never walk a mile In shoes

U was on date night

I was serving great whites

Finnese the trap

That’s real money moves

Ay

And I ain’t no cardi

I grew up narsty

 I had to Choose

Nuttun ain’t sweet in Birmingham town

Just know it goes down

Just check the News

**** call me for the one drop

Call me griselda

I got the block hoti

Pick up the Lycra

Link behind top shops

I was ina drop top

Summertime

  Hot rocks

Don’t stop

Ends on flames

So I had to switch lanes

 jakes dem try

Make the funds stop

Nuttun to gain

But myself to blame

I guess it’s the game

I was knee deep on top

And this shit gets better

Silence on spinners

We holding berretas

Hot on the roads

So I roll with my wetta

Bitches can’t try me

There’s problems ?

I’ll get it her

Queen of the town And my

Drip game icy

I’m not surprised

That These bitches don’t like me

Whipping the pryex

Food come pricey

Trapped in the bando

With roaches and mices

Style and pattern

We make tings move

Wooosh

 I Might go Hatton

 And make my neck flood

We don’t do chatting

That’s not in the text book

Don’t mean to be bragging

But I think I next up

Ima diss Everything that will

Stand in my way

If you think you got it

Then come we gone play

Don’t miss the days I

Was dotting away

But I seen the storm

And I brightened the day

And the packs them coming

Like parcels

Phone line blinging

Giving out parcels

Feds stop the whip and

He stare at my tits

No further action

The dirty bastard

Left to packs with suzie

Went bout my business

Told her don’t lose it

Cats expensive choosy

They staying loyal

They come where my food is

Admit I’m not perfect

But I make it worth it

Ima stay real till I die in my grave

Holding it down

And I run the circuit

I can not let a bitch jump on my wave

And this shit gets better

Silence on spinners

We holding berretas

Hot on the roads

So I roll with my wetta

Bitches can’t try me

There’s problems ?

I’ll get it her

Style and pattern

We make tings move

Wooosh

 I Might go Hatton

 And make my neck flood

We don’t do chatting

That’s not in the text book

Don’t mean to be bragging

But I think I next up