LeFlair

[Intro]

Yeah, Marci

Yo

[Verse]

Quit comparin' him with the mandem

Wearin' everything on the Lanvin mannequin

Did everything from scramblin' to pimpin' and panderin'

Lettin' the hammer rinse

Banana Panamera with the tints (With the tints)

The Black Blake Carrington with the eighty-carat ring

Baby was like, "Ain't that what rabbits eat?" (That what rabbits eat?)

Rappers like crabs in a barrel

Throwin' jabs on these apps, but I don't battle rap

This here straw? This shit broke the camel's back in Iraq

My mans crashed like the motorbike ain't have handles to grab

Air your pad, stick blew every candle out in your flat

Hot candle wax on your slacks (Uh)

Left out of Saks, they said it was ransacked

Hand of racks, pulled a vanishing act (Poof)

I'm just tryna make the magic last

Don't get caught in a trick bag

Can't have one foot in rap and one in quicksand

That shit don't make no sense, fam (Make no sense, fam)

Watch the bitch you met on the 'Gram

The witch'll sniff a gram off the pentagram

Then stick the shiv in you like a Christmas ham (Ow)

Dance with the devil, every step's a penitentiary chance (Ayy)

Demons channeling my energy through a piece of hair

Pair of sneakers or even streetwear, a tee and some pants

Claim to have tea on me, but people ain't even care (People ain't even care)

"Yeah, yeah, he's a square, he weird"

Said, "He weak in bed, he a piece of shit, he ain't even lit"

He a street pimp, don't think 'cause I be in the mix

That I'm geeked to fit in, bitch, you reachin', eat a dick (Eat a dick)

Please forgive my French (Uh)

We cannot be friends if you ride the fence

Gotta stay with the side you pick (Stay there)

I been hip since the days of Thai Stick

Back when Big Mama used to beat your behind with the switch

Now the Glock nine, this shit got a switch

Slugs hit your body and stick (Ooh)

Sizzle like a pot of hominy grits

[Outro]

You got to learn who your true homies are and shit

You got the jealous homies that don't want to see you come up

You got the player haters, you got the crooked females who wanna set you up

And then you got the niggas in general who just roll around, just lookin' for niggas period to jack