Ribbon

[Verse 1]

Numbers [?]

[?] my ship

Tryna retain percents

No I don't aim, that's hip

Tryna maintain my distance

They all got the same intentions

Y'all ain't even open my DM's

Now you wanna make things a friendship

Yeah I feel the love like [?]

Y'all don't wanna test, don't test

Got a little problem saying "no"

Everybody wanna get a "yes"

Can't get back to all of my texts

Cakes can't go back to his ex

Got a little jump in my step

Guess em little punks'll what's next

[?]

70's snatchin' my funds

[?]

Last laugh, lap and I'm gone

Need a secretary for my phone

Half my career hearing unknown

Curious about the unknown

Curious the routе that I'm going

[Chorus]

I got a ribbon for whoever gonna try me

Housе that's [?]

This the tat [?] and private dining

Fiji or Dasani?

[Verse 2]

I guess I got trouble tryna make a friend

Got trouble tryna make amends

I cut 'em off, split ends

Everybody need a lil' trim

You got served, Lil' Kim

Knock the dust off of my brim

Thrift drip, hope you can swim

Holes in my privacy fins

Call 'em up, tell 'em get the word

No this ain't [?]

This ain't magic you see

No tricks under my sleeve

Ain't a rabbit under my hat

Your pride's under attack

Sneak this and come from the back

None of this fell in my lap

Guess you gotta pad for your stats

Guess you need to [?]

Y'all Jim Carrey with the Mask

Guess it ain't a guess when it's facts

I ain't got time for this chat

Who you tryna distract?

All my numbers goin' crazy

Look like something gettin' hacked

[Chorus]

I got a ribbon for whoever gonna try me

House that's [?]

This the tat [?] and private dining

Fiji or Dasani?

I guess I