I don't think you rappers really know
Who you're dealing with
I don't need your membership
Y'all are just the middlemen
Flexing like you got it
When ya girl let me hit again
You are just a little dent
Catch us at a Wimbledon
Rocking dames socks
And a visor for some shade
Feeling like I'm Blade
Black vampire
In the sun I don't age
SPF 30
For protection from the rays
Thank my haters for the shade
Got enough juice
To let the thirsty, hydrate
My cup overfloweth
Never liked the show biz
I am an experience
You are just a moment
Masters, I own it
Publishing, I own it
Enjoying my company
The top it gets lonely
All these hoes need me
And I don't even want em
I ain't even gay
I just know that I'm focused
I know that I am chosen
We still eye and eye
Always at the same level
Even when a nigga smokin
I like my diesel sour
Black Austin Powers
The spy who shagged me
Ended up being a coward
Catalogue devoured
Ain't no comparison
Half of em scared of me
The rest of yall I'm better than
The champ is here
DAMES logo on a letterman
Tryna be a better man
I don't see me settling
Mama raised a gentleman
Depending on her measurements
I give her 8 inches
Now she call this dick her medicine