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Out Of Breath

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Jenny Ondamic Y'all can't keep up with me What's goodie Out of breath, puff your chest Got that bracelet on your ankle, what's a house arrest Got these bitches 'round me all fuckin' pressed They watchin' my pockets while I'm living blessed Cop that solid gold Gucci crest While I stay strapped with that black Louis dress These bitches tryna face the queen, what a mess You should hire better ghostwriters and lay off the meth Try to match my pace, you need to rest, out of breath Lyrical massacre, reap you like I'm death Red-bottom heels stay runnin' from the press This the school o' life and you failed all the tests (stupid) I'm a killer in the game My bars stay spittin' mothafuckin' flames I got the brains, the pen, and sex appeal A mothafuckin' Murder Meal in high heels Got these boys horny like a unicorn Because my body's really got it going on A freak in the sheets, man, you can't even tame her If you can't keep up, then reach for that inhaler Try to match my pace, you need to rest, out of breath Lyrical massacre, reap you like I'm death Red-bottom heels stay runnin' from the press This the school o' life and you failed all the tests (dumbass) Runnin' up bodies From some nobodies I'm a ghost, you can't front me So come on up on me I got shooters in the candy isle standing behind me Red, just like my hair, that's why I'm leavin' 'em bloody Five-o come in floodin' Pretty gangsta bitch, I drop in gunnin' Got these rappers runnin' I'm a real bad bitch, there ain't no frontin' Catch your mothafuckin' breath Try to match my pace, you need to rest, out of breath Lyrical massacre, reap you like I'm death Red-bottom heels stay runnin' from the press This the school o' life and you failed all the tests Your time on the charts is running out, tick tock Broke on the streets, begging for food, kick rocks We'll see you on your knees next week, begging "please" Pull over to the mothafuckin' car Try to match my pace, you need to rest, out of breath Lyrical massacre, reap you like I'm death Red-bottom heels stay runnin' from the press This the school o' life and you failed all the tests Goin' dummy out the brain while you play, my beat's goin' mental In a game of rap, bitch, you're the pencil, but I'm the stencil I ain't befriendin' ya, I ain't give you no votes The only time you gettin' friends Is when they shootin' down your throat You couldn't be the queen of rap, even if you're willing to Because this crown is stuck to my scalp like it's Gorilla Glue Catch your breath, bitch Try to match my pace, you need to rest, out of breath Lyrical massacre, reap you like I'm death Red-bottom heels stay runnin' from the press This the school o' life and you failed all the tests J-E-double N-Y Third name stay Ondamic Remember my name 'cause it's 'bout to be in the mothafuckin' lights Catch your breath, bitch