Grace Alek Naomi
Kalifa
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I'm kinda like Jordans, you cannot afford them
You telling me that you like my album, but you copped it on a torrent
All these sucker hoes is boring. Don't come for my fortune
Cause I'm not letting you in, not unless you got warrants
I'm not here taking friend requests and we ain't companions
Fake acting like you know me just to hop on the caravan
Not here for shenanigans, I been on what's happening
No new kids in my household, y'all hoes is my grandchildren
You can act Hollywood, bitch, I'm from Manhattan
I got homies out in Hackney Wick picking me up from Paddington
Me all walk like a champion and talk like a champion
Little one, I'm a veteran. Why you riding my bandwagon?
Said this is some Grace Jones, or is this Naomi?
It's my first time to your country, how does everybody know me?
The blacker the berry, the sweetest, juiciest only
I'm looking so Lupita, Grace, Alek or Naomi
Grace, Alek or Naomi, Grace, Alek or Naomi
I'm looking so Lupita, Grace, Alek or Naomi
Dang, da-dang, da-dang, I'm doing my thang
I'm looking so Lupita, Grace, Alek or Naomi
You still out here fucking with them fuckboys?
Fuck you, nigga, I fuck boys
Y'all still running your mouths, y'all lamers make noise
I make noise, but all it gets me is great poise
I get mines, don't get mines, go get yours
I came for it, I'm not the one that you sent for
I fast forward the fashions you wear in last fall
You cornball, I'm serial, I crack codes
With an undertone hella boysenberry
And I would never do a day in penitentiary
Y'all kids going soft like Martinelli's
You can go and ask your sensei, I'm legendary
I'm jiggy and I'm spicy, slippy, gully, niggas don't like me
But it's highly likely that I don't give a fuck
Like potholes on the sidewalk, I strut right over you
Cracks in the concrete, break your neck, mami, pop it
Ooh, la la, I'm feeling free, watch the sway
I got about a hundred bangers in my LV dossier
Every time I leave the country, I come back with 20K
Like at least, bitch, I breeze like leaves
I'm in the deli getting seven dollar sandwiches
My room's a mess cause designers keep on giving me gifts
Oh, you niggas is fashion now? Well, I'm the fashionest
I think I need a second bedroom for these outfits
Killing you niggas with kindness, shading you niggas, same timing
All of my homies is verified, cause all of my homies is grounded
All of these girls is jet set like nobody's back on the island
And these basic cable bitch bitches be watching, staring and sighing
I'm the boss, the bitch, the Benji, the carrier
I'm the carrier, Danze, the dad of the family
I'm the fact that they stand up, they don't understand it
I roll with the posse, and I bend with the bandits