Ashboo

Lyrics from Snippet [Verse 1] Nose up-turned like some sorta elitist But I've had these skills since I was a fetus You can laugh all you want with your cliche teases But don't think you're better just because of your penis And you rhyme about the money, how you give it to these hoes While you living with your mommy, packing lunches with pressed clothes I'm that southern girl, that bible belt is my birth place Where ignorance is the norm, they don't know how the truth tastеs Yup, they don't know how the truth tastes [Verse 2] Running on sweet tеa and my grandma’s cooking That fake southern charm, leave them tourists shooken I wasn't that girl, kissing ass for the cool crowd ‘Cause them bitches inch deep, and I'm trying to make mom proud And I'm feisty with the lyrics, pricking holes in your ego But I'm sly with the psychic, feel the first after three more Making love to the lyrics, second nature, and I'm hardly phased You rhyme with sloppy rhymes, I sip or steam with my pinky raised And bitches sip malicious dirty dishes in their kitchens Neglecting who they are for this gossip, easy pickings And I'm sickenin' over how you waste your breath on my behavior Pretty soon with all this talk, people will bow like I'm their savior But you'll savor the syllables I caress with every sentence If the rhyme scheme was a master, I'd be a student full apprentice Can't prevent this, my steady succession to the top You tying weights around my ankles and I shake 'em off the drop Yep, I shake 'em off the drop [Verse 3] So let's doo-wop and booty pop our way to the sock hop And quench these thirsty crowds, leave 'em shooken when the show stop And don't stop believin,' leave 'em hopeful and ambitious Stick your head above the crowd 'cause it's healthy and nutritious And fictitious how I don't give a fuck what you think You can throw all these tomatoes, but it wash off in the sink So back, yo, back, yo, you got me on attack mode—