Mmm Mmm

(Amen)
A-L-E-Z-A (uh)

Ayy, I clap for everybody, when it's my turn, ain't no applause (bitch)
Why they playin' like I ain't the shit? Why they playin' like I ain't raw? (I'm the shit)
They done really pissed me off, put on my ice just to thaw
Mirror, mirror on the wall say I'm that bitch, fuck you thought?
But they knew that, though, been the shit since Yu-Gi-Oh (I'm the shit)
Rugrats playin' on the floor
Back in '98, here came the great, mom 'nem produced a G.O.A.T.
And bitch, I'm really lit, if they was sleep, I bet the bank they woke
Can't go bar for bar with me if you rappin' shit that you ain't wrote (bitch)
At first, was put up, now I'm back outside like who want the smoke? (Who want the smoke?)
If you ain't got no bread or tryna book me, don't tag me in posts
Hell nah, ain't no free promo, my mama said I do the most
Been full of shit since Pampers, ho (bitch)
Mmm-mmm, uh, uh, uh, the opps don't stop no show (uh-uh)
Only thing they doin' is bumpin' thumbs behind them Facebook posts
Quick to call my Toodles like I'm Mickey in case you ain't know (oh, Toodles)
Won't hesitate, you run up on that bullshit, I'ma let it blow
Keep the Glock to bless a bitch in case I gotta excuse a ho (bye)
Bundles down my back, don't do no shit, ain't Kim's Collections, ho
Can't argue with no bitch that's still gettin' bundles out the hair store (broke ass)
Pack hair, horse hair, stiff hair, it's givin' broke whore
Catch me with my feet up MIA, somewhere on the shore
And he sendin' me paragraphs tryna show me how much he adore (talkin' 'bout he love me)
But I ain't tryna hear it if the ending don't come with Dior (nah)
I let him taste this pussy, he like, "Encore," beggin' for some more
He tryna have intercourse while I'm rollin' up Indigo (gas)
He blowin' my high for sure
If you ain't tryna match or up them racks, then you can gladly roll (bye, ho)
Niggas love to be some hoes
Until I pop my shit with his main mans and up the fuckin' score

Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm
Mmm, uh