K the Chosen

Her Anthem (feat. Dorsa Lena, Bvitae & ZHE The FREE)

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Call her Barbara cos she got her bars up Spit some, twerk some Yeah, this the anthem (what) Call her Barbara cos she got her bars up Spit some, twerk some Yeah, this the anthem (what) Call her Barbara cos she got her bars up Spit some, twerk some Yeah, this the anthem (what) Barbara (wait what) bars up Spit some, twerk some Yeah son, we going platinum (ah!) Everyone in my crew bad Up in the club we make all the hos mad Move it like (ha) go stupid go crazy Yeah I think he love me he want me to have his babies But hold up, (woah), lemme see ya grill When i buss down make him wanna spend a mill Shake it go harder, get that new car Tell him what you want baby you can have it all Be the main character, get like me I can sing, I can spit, and I'm gettin a degree Knees vibranium, brain like cranium Ahe might be the stage, but baby I'm the stadium And I'm a lil stallion, you know And I got the fatty too, Pop Smoke I be wiilin on the beat You know me I be snappin when I rap Don't get caught lackin baby (haa) That Africanista Junglista Out here with a message to my goddesses, my Sistas The game changer, boss feminista Sippin from fountains of youth with some queens, time to feast up Lookin good in Hedi Slimane and Ann Demeulemeester Supermodel energy, androgynous fashionista Still street got a few thangs to teach ya Bout to break down how I keep I keep these wheels greased up Armed with intuition, aced alley way academics Outran the enemy... thanks to these blessed genetics Intelligence off the charts, figure firm and athletic Code to my success, biologically embedded Nefertiti sweetie the profile is iconic My cadence been wet from birth, so fluid it's amniotic They though I "lacked" the confidence, but those "L"s were periodic Started at the bottom now I'm here, isn't it ironic Imma lay out what it means as a woman on the scene Immaculate with my direction, drip infectious stay a Queen I'm a rap world wonder while you wasting in your hate Lil upsy with, my eloquence unless I'm center stage Stand strong, legs long Be too clear who runs this shit I'm on, Sask hard Battle cry cos it's a win Way I'm living, double vision Make you think there two of me Cause the grind I be on top of Is too much for you to reach Got the gold and I only share it with the good souls If you in my circle then you real and you know Energy infectious, flow of ancestors' direction Better change up your perspective Royal speed and you can't catch it You need a new directive if you mean to silence ZHE Rap the free-est like my lifestyle, all my bars fire, you feel the heat Coming hottest like the Summer Got all genders with my number Honey sweet as all my lyrics But I'm nasty so you fear it Call her Barbara cos she got her bars up Spit some, twerk some Yeah, this the anthem (what) Call her Barbara cos she got her bars up Spit some, twerk some Yeah, this the anthem (what) Call her Barbara cos she got her bars up Spit some, twerk some Yeah, this the anthem (what) Barbara (wait what) bars up Spit some, twerk some Yeah son, we going platinum
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