[Intro]
La
[Verse 1]
What you know about me, huh?
I been doin' this since I was knee high
Gotta rep it for the tittas till the day I die
And we ain't fuckin' with you, bitch, bye-bye (See ya)
Came a long way since I was on rock bottom
Straight out of prison, straight to the showstoppin'
What you gonna say about me, brah? I been open
Ain't no shame in my game 'cause I get it poppin'
Gon' switch on 'em (Hey-ayy)
Let me tell you something 'bout me [?]
Give a fuck about opinions 'cause they don't pay rent
I invest in my kids, that's money well spent
If you don't like me, go and write that diss
Ninety-nine problems and haters ain't shit
'Cause I am not destinеd to cater to pricks
Get off my [?] get off mum's tits
And worry 'bout puttin' a roof on your hеad (Ha)
You ain't fuckin' with me, nah
Got my back backed up by ancestors
[?] be beatin' up my chest, cuz
And if you think I'm a pussy, I'm a mad cunt, gone
Barkaa here came back from the dead
Had a noose on my neck, kicked it off with my legs (Ha)
So before you go throw dirt on my name
Make sure you say my name with some respect, bitch
[Chorus]
Told you, no stoppin' till my body rot
La
Rep for my tittas, my tittas are gods
La
I got it on lock 'cause this shit's all I got
I'm a certified boss, yeah, I'm Barkaa, the don
And I'm cream of the crop, I belong here on top
[Verse 2]
I'ma tell 'em how is it, cuz
You ain't fuckin' with a titta 'cause she got bars
Got a few haters wishin' on my downfall (C'mon)
But got mad mob with me on my come up (Yeah)
And I can see the [?] and yeah, I came with it
'Cause ain't nobody done did what I done with it (Ha)
I'm a blak matriarch with a big spirit
And I'm born gifted, baby, so I'm gonna get it, uh
Go on, switch with it
You can't tell me shit about me, bitch
'Cause I grew from the gutter, made it out that trench (Grr)
Gonna come for everything, but they said I wouldn't get 'em
When I get back my land, you can call me the king
I'm flyer than most 'cause I grew back my wings
I broke off my chains, give a fuck 'bout the bling
Fuck 'bout your labels, I'm signed to that label
Put food on my table, I'm doin' my thing (Woo)
How you gonna hate me, huh?
Yeah, I do what I want, when I want, brah (Fuck ya)
I got nobody tellin' me what to do
And if you try, motherfucker, you won't get far, swear
I had people threw dirt on my name
But they buried the seed, so I started to gain
Too many scabs, go on, get off my plate
Got no loose change, get the fuck out my face, bitch
[Chorus]
Told you, no stoppin' till my body rot
La
Rep for my tittas, my tittas are gods
La
I got it on lock 'cause this shit's all I got
I'm a certified boss, yeah, I'm Barkaa, the don
And I'm cream of the crop, I belong here on top
[Verse 3]
Lah, I had to build it from the bottom when I came up (Yeah)
Didn't have an option just to give up, so I [?]
Everybody placed their judgement on me as a young mum
But I knew I was destined for this greatness, I'm a young gun
Let me tell you something that I think that you should know 'bout
If you stuck in the traps, I promise you there's a way out
Everything happens for a reason, watch it play out
And if you doubted my come up, I'ma chin up and say "Hey, now"
Baby, it's all breezy over here
I got ancestors here with me, so I ain't really got fear (Nah)
Everybody in my ear, tellin' me that I'm the one
But without all the mob, then I ain't really got none
I'm only hear 'cause my people were the ones to lift me up (True)
So I'ma rep it for my mob, young titta really gon' stunt (Mm-hmm)
If you think that you got nothin', go look in the mirror, bub
And say to yourself "You ain't stoppin' here till it's all said and done"
La
[Verse 1]
What you know about me, huh?
I been doin' this since I was knee high
Gotta rep it for the tittas till the day I die
And we ain't fuckin' with you, bitch, bye-bye (See ya)
Came a long way since I was on rock bottom
Straight out of prison, straight to the showstoppin'
What you gonna say about me, brah? I been open
Ain't no shame in my game 'cause I get it poppin'
Gon' switch on 'em (Hey-ayy)
Let me tell you something 'bout me [?]
Give a fuck about opinions 'cause they don't pay rent
I invest in my kids, that's money well spent
If you don't like me, go and write that diss
Ninety-nine problems and haters ain't shit
'Cause I am not destinеd to cater to pricks
Get off my [?] get off mum's tits
And worry 'bout puttin' a roof on your hеad (Ha)
You ain't fuckin' with me, nah
Got my back backed up by ancestors
[?] be beatin' up my chest, cuz
And if you think I'm a pussy, I'm a mad cunt, gone
Barkaa here came back from the dead
Had a noose on my neck, kicked it off with my legs (Ha)
So before you go throw dirt on my name
Make sure you say my name with some respect, bitch
[Chorus]
Told you, no stoppin' till my body rot
La
Rep for my tittas, my tittas are gods
La
I got it on lock 'cause this shit's all I got
I'm a certified boss, yeah, I'm Barkaa, the don
And I'm cream of the crop, I belong here on top
[Verse 2]
I'ma tell 'em how is it, cuz
You ain't fuckin' with a titta 'cause she got bars
Got a few haters wishin' on my downfall (C'mon)
But got mad mob with me on my come up (Yeah)
And I can see the [?] and yeah, I came with it
'Cause ain't nobody done did what I done with it (Ha)
I'm a blak matriarch with a big spirit
And I'm born gifted, baby, so I'm gonna get it, uh
Go on, switch with it
You can't tell me shit about me, bitch
'Cause I grew from the gutter, made it out that trench (Grr)
Gonna come for everything, but they said I wouldn't get 'em
When I get back my land, you can call me the king
I'm flyer than most 'cause I grew back my wings
I broke off my chains, give a fuck 'bout the bling
Fuck 'bout your labels, I'm signed to that label
Put food on my table, I'm doin' my thing (Woo)
How you gonna hate me, huh?
Yeah, I do what I want, when I want, brah (Fuck ya)
I got nobody tellin' me what to do
And if you try, motherfucker, you won't get far, swear
I had people threw dirt on my name
But they buried the seed, so I started to gain
Too many scabs, go on, get off my plate
Got no loose change, get the fuck out my face, bitch
[Chorus]
Told you, no stoppin' till my body rot
La
Rep for my tittas, my tittas are gods
La
I got it on lock 'cause this shit's all I got
I'm a certified boss, yeah, I'm Barkaa, the don
And I'm cream of the crop, I belong here on top
[Verse 3]
Lah, I had to build it from the bottom when I came up (Yeah)
Didn't have an option just to give up, so I [?]
Everybody placed their judgement on me as a young mum
But I knew I was destined for this greatness, I'm a young gun
Let me tell you something that I think that you should know 'bout
If you stuck in the traps, I promise you there's a way out
Everything happens for a reason, watch it play out
And if you doubted my come up, I'ma chin up and say "Hey, now"
Baby, it's all breezy over here
I got ancestors here with me, so I ain't really got fear (Nah)
Everybody in my ear, tellin' me that I'm the one
But without all the mob, then I ain't really got none
I'm only hear 'cause my people were the ones to lift me up (True)
So I'ma rep it for my mob, young titta really gon' stunt (Mm-hmm)
If you think that you got nothin', go look in the mirror, bub
And say to yourself "You ain't stoppin' here till it's all said and done"
( Barkaa )
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