Look at me, who would've thought that b
Would got her shit right there on beat
Cos I body that beat and I
And I run up I body that b and I
Flow down on her
I look so bad
Niggas tryna cop that ah
Yea he tryna cuff my gawd
If you wanna style on me
Good luck on God
So I gotta wet that
Cos I come out on energy looking like a bad b
I could fuck up any bitch who would ever at me
I'm on top of everything so I never compete
Fully done fully done I already won b
My flow now sicker than a Mazda
My box now-squishy like pasta
Body on dinner
I'm already on the winner
Slippery like on the winter
Yea my runner he's a sprinter
Ah I mash up the place
Double thick ting, I stack up the bass
Bitches coming
They be calling
Running
Falling
I be stunting
Oh you sound mad when I spit facts Tough bars you convict that
If you wanna war, Imma just sit back
Hm
Come mash up the place
Come mash it up
Oh you getting funny ah
Now you actin dummy ah
Come and eat this gummy up
Hm
It's a game now niggas
Get up, get up in line
I ain't phased now cos I'm up in it and in my prime
I just look at the fleet
I see who is to beat
And I mean this in the sweetest way, but all you hoes is weak
Im observing you cheat
And I'm dishing out D's
Bow your head and take a seat lil bitch
You should concede
Imagine any bummies tryna get up at me now
It's Temia nigga, levels different, and you ain't allowed
Hm Hm
If you wanna get up on my widows peak
I'm a hit, so come thru and apply that pressure quick
Come mash up the place
Mash up the place
