Roy Lichtenstein

F*ck a fat ass want a fat beat I am the goat hear me bleat bleat Coming up on a downbeat way I'll ascend Discreet ain't my thing, babe, I'm the main event F*ck twelve F*ck TERFs No selves Just verse Nice to meet you, I'm Lady E And I'm here to murder this hyperpop beat Like my coffee hot I like my foes dismayed I got a baddie on my arm who's a she/they babe What a treat it must be to meet me, really Grab your attention on the street like I'm Billy Bored of modus ponens I don't wanna be confined Like if I'm an antecedent lets just leave me undefined All these folks stick to the same storylines Well, I can make them pop Roy Lichtenstein I can make them pop I can make them pop Roy, Roy I can make them pop Roy Lichtenstein Girlypop I don't bite Well, if you ask nice I just might I don't know what you've heard about me Let's see: are the rumors true? Probably I'm a scary bitch I'm a hometown menace It's a hairy sitch: What I start I finish A true devil don't need a disquise Get on my level and glamorize Bust down like a white boy goated with the sauce Pop it, lock it, stick it, stop it I might be quirked up but I ain't no shorty I am the illest from Maine to Milwaukee I can make them pop I can make them pop Roy, Roy I can make them pop Roy Lichtenstein Got ghosts in my prose: Spoon River On time for my shows: no diva What I promise I will deliver Keep my beef to the left: none pizza None, none, none pizza I can make them pop I can make them pop Roy, Roy I can make them pop Roy Lichtenstein