Can’t sit in the back cause I’m First class
Jump on the track and I’m gon spazz
You wasting my time, no phone tag
I ain’t calling you back if it ain’t a bag
Can’t go out bitter like Damon dash
These rappers my kids but I ain’t a dad
Lewis Hamilton ain’t coming last
If I did it’s arm & hammer, breaking bad
Balance the grind Tyshawn Jones
She gave me dome had my mind blown
I’m one of kind they just my clones
They got me twisted like cyclones
When it’s my time they gon know it’s over
Not just a star I’m a supernova
When they say Troy put it next to Hova
She like my style like I’m Fashion Nova
Can’t sit in thе back like I’m Rosa parks
They ride my wavе like it’s Noah’s Ark
I got some friends
She got some friends
Did her lips
Bleached her skin
These Hollywood girls
Ain’t bout to let that Ford Fusion in
Gotta get a used Benz
Look like you ooze ends
Just to get some play these days
Better be hooping
Cause she ain’t bout to sit in the back
Like Rosa parks
She need a new Birkin purse in her lap
Some Chrome Hearts
So she gotta be in the front
Find a reason to stunt
And if her man can’t do it
She still gon get what she want
Can’t sit in the back like I’m Rosa parks
They ride my wave like it’s Noah’s Ark
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