Yo, open up the door, what's all the chit-chat
Why these niggas chattin' like they won't get snapped
285 is not 286, stones may break my bones, but not sticks
Mama had twins, Cameron and Curtis, so you know we keep it private and liberal just like Fisk
2008 was in the second grade, teachers didn't like how little M.J. behaved
Protecting my space, I really just want peace
If I'm Captain Marvel, you niggas is really kree
Kill the competition and kill misogyny
In six months, walk the stage with my degree
You can hate me, but play me on shuffle
Onika influence where I got my hustle
Chanel on the top, Virgil on the duffel
Trust me, you rap niggas, don't wanna scuffle
You had the chance, you didn't get rid of me
Took the throne, while you niggas pleas
Got on my shit, now that's how you push P
All these bitches, they flockin' to me
Got my niggas, they movin' gypsy
Niggas move wocky, we upping in the fee
Niggas is grimy, so I am the reap
Bitches, it's balling, oh, we make the moves
Give me all of your loving,
Give me all of your all
Give me all of your loving,
Give me all of your love
Your love, give me all of your love
I got the ball, I catch it like Marcel
Paid my dudes, I paid the buff bill
I play the first base, second, shortstop
And I still gotta go play the outfield
I can't give you a bitch that's not with it
I told the labels, they are my critics
The city understands that I'm a market, Ponse
Chrome-hearted fit, the shoes yo these is Monse
Photoshoots with 33rd, that nigga Cardea
Them motherf*ckers went crazy like Kanye
Why save opps? oh no they got to learn the harder way
Cause motherf*cker I am not Ms. Harttaway
Unlike you, I'm here to push pins
Take no defeat, always on defense
First round, pick you are the second
Shout-out Ralph, C. BoyNelly, shout-out to Alvin
Listen, You had the chance, you didn't get rid of me
Took the throne, while you niggas pleas
Got on my shit, now that's how you push P
All these bitches, they flockin' to me
Got my niggas, they movin' gypsy
Niggas move wocky, we upping in the fee
Niggas is grimy, so I am the reap
Bitches, it's balling, oh, we make the moves
Solidarity
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Yo, open up the door, what's all the chit-chat
Why these niggas chattin' like they won't get snapped
285 is not 286, stones may break my bones, but not sticks
Mama had twins, Cameron and Curtis, so you know we keep it private and liberal just like Fisk
2008 was in the second grade, teachers didn't like how little M.J. behaved
Protecting my space, I really just want peace
If I'm Captain Marvel, you niggas is really kree
Kill the competition and kill misogyny
In six months, walk the stage with my degree
You can hate me, but play me on shuffle
Onika influence where I got my hustle
Chanel on the top, Virgil on the duffel
Trust me, you rap niggas, don't wanna scuffle
You had the chance, you didn't get rid of me
Took the throne, while you niggas pleas
Got on my shit, now that's how you push P
All these bitches, they flockin' to me
Got my niggas, they movin' gypsy
Niggas move wocky, we upping in the fee
Niggas is grimy, so I am the reap
Bitches, it's balling, oh, we make the moves
Give me all of your loving,
Give me all of your all
Give me all of your loving,
Give me all of your love
Your love, give me all of your love
I got the ball, I catch it like Marcel
Paid my dudes, I paid the buff bill
I play the first base, second, shortstop
And I still gotta go play the outfield
I can't give you a bitch that's not with it
I told the labels, they are my critics
The city understands that I'm a market, Ponse
Chrome-hearted fit, the shoes yo these is Monse
Photoshoots with 33rd, that nigga Cardea
Them motherf*ckers went crazy like Kanye
Why save opps? oh no they got to learn the harder way
Cause motherf*cker I am not Ms. Harttaway
Unlike you, I'm here to push pins
Take no defeat, always on defense
First round, pick you are the second
Shout-out Ralph, C. BoyNelly, shout-out to Alvin
Listen, You had the chance, you didn't get rid of me
Took the throne, while you niggas pleas
Got on my shit, now that's how you push P
All these bitches, they flockin' to me
Got my niggas, they movin' gypsy
Niggas move wocky, we upping in the fee
Niggas is grimy, so I am the reap
Bitches, it's balling, oh, we make the moves
Solidarity
Why these niggas chattin' like they won't get snapped
285 is not 286, stones may break my bones, but not sticks
Mama had twins, Cameron and Curtis, so you know we keep it private and liberal just like Fisk
2008 was in the second grade, teachers didn't like how little M.J. behaved
Protecting my space, I really just want peace
If I'm Captain Marvel, you niggas is really kree
Kill the competition and kill misogyny
In six months, walk the stage with my degree
You can hate me, but play me on shuffle
Onika influence where I got my hustle
Chanel on the top, Virgil on the duffel
Trust me, you rap niggas, don't wanna scuffle
You had the chance, you didn't get rid of me
Took the throne, while you niggas pleas
Got on my shit, now that's how you push P
All these bitches, they flockin' to me
Got my niggas, they movin' gypsy
Niggas move wocky, we upping in the fee
Niggas is grimy, so I am the reap
Bitches, it's balling, oh, we make the moves
Give me all of your loving,
Give me all of your all
Give me all of your loving,
Give me all of your love
Your love, give me all of your love
I got the ball, I catch it like Marcel
Paid my dudes, I paid the buff bill
I play the first base, second, shortstop
And I still gotta go play the outfield
I can't give you a bitch that's not with it
I told the labels, they are my critics
The city understands that I'm a market, Ponse
Chrome-hearted fit, the shoes yo these is Monse
Photoshoots with 33rd, that nigga Cardea
Them motherf*ckers went crazy like Kanye
Why save opps? oh no they got to learn the harder way
Cause motherf*cker I am not Ms. Harttaway
Unlike you, I'm here to push pins
Take no defeat, always on defense
First round, pick you are the second
Shout-out Ralph, C. BoyNelly, shout-out to Alvin
Listen, You had the chance, you didn't get rid of me
Took the throne, while you niggas pleas
Got on my shit, now that's how you push P
All these bitches, they flockin' to me
Got my niggas, they movin' gypsy
Niggas move wocky, we upping in the fee
Niggas is grimy, so I am the reap
Bitches, it's balling, oh, we make the moves
Solidarity
Writer: Cameron Jones
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