Ricky Bobby

E-Redenbacher, all these cornballs I'm poppin' on I'm cut precise, need every slice, bread, cheese with the toppings on Some like Ricky Bobby on em, damn right I'm cocky on em I no dey carry last, it's evident, I wake up piss excellence And I am that girl like present tense, been that bitch ever since Don't act like you forgot, at one point you was on my top Now I'm the top pick of your topics, on my timeline tryna clock shit Lookin' good every time I drop pics, on go cause the hatin' ain't stop shit Pretty Black Barbie, like Molly, I'm here to rock the party On my bullshit Scotty, daddy's a little monster but I ain't no Kin(Quinn) to Harley Now we gettin' gnarly, bench warmed long enough, now I'm gettin' started Now they gettin' worried, sturdy in the paint like curry, pullin' up from 30 I'm a bad bitch, do I see a hoe? not even a tad bit Bitches background noise like an adlib Never mind if he say, she say, I don't get into the debates Too busy runnin' up these bands, if it don't make dollars then it don't make sense Steady talkin' down, they don't stand no chance, that's why they mad E-Redenbacher, all these cornballs I'm poppin' on I'm cut precise, need every slice, bread, cheese with the toppings on Some like Ricky Bobby on em, damn right I'm cocky on them I no dey carry last, it's evident, I wake up piss excellence Less is more, sayin' less than ness cuz, my demeanor done set the tone When you mention The Don, don't ever forget to mention what the f*ck I's on I pull up, I kill shit, my flow so sick, I'm a ill bitch Nah real shit, lil' Florida baby, kicking flava on a drill tip, yeah I'm too exquisite, intuitively, I'm too persistent, I don't need assistance Middle finger to the opposition, now I swap positions, wait a minute, now hold up Walk through, I'm the reason why they nose up Eyes roll on the scroll up, no filter on the close up Ain't nun but raw shit on the pose up I'm a bad bitch, do I see a hoe? not even a tad bit. Bitches background noise like an adlib Never mind if he say, she say, I don't get into the debates Too busy runnin' up these bands, if it don't make dollars, then it don't make sense Steady talkin' down, they don't stand no chance That's why they mad That's why they mad Yeah, yeah