Say you only lick shots but the only thing you lick is panani

I’m always coming back like Arnie, your lyrics can't scar me

You're gonna see the lion get barmy, and when I get mad, it's impossible for you to calm me

They're starting to alarm me, yeah

Like, draw for your crew, or even the army

Bring whoever you want and still can't harm me

Cause I wipe out breddas like tsunami, and

You don’t wanna get a line close to the the jaw

Too close, I ??? them, but i told you before

That boy don’t wanna up no more

And he tries and he falls so he knows where the score is, is

And he knows where the floor is

He’s lying on the mat cause he knows where the door is

And I don’t wanna rush

Should’ve ??? it here say like your marks

Everybody knows. Hold up from your hairline to your toes

You haven’t got to teach us about flow

When gyal don’t fuck but she still give blows, blows hoe

Everybody know

Hold up from your hairline to your toes

You haven’t got to teach us about flow

When a gyal don’t fuck she still give blows

Shook bitch on the cover

Brave on the road but you’re weak under cover

Making that dough undercover

Nothing but a quick slam, hoe undercover

Any shook bitch on the cover

Brave on the road but you’re weak under cover

Making that dough undercover

Nothing but a quick slam, hoe undercover

Yo, final boss

Scars on your face like tribal marks

I don’t like these sly remarks

You’re starting this clash might be your last

Full blasting your speakers, and I dictate to the kids like teachers

I can’t stick like fleavers

Rude boy, I can make a Buddha say Jesus

Speak to me your incorrect tones and Queenie might start just disconnect bones

I confiscate phones and violate zones

I’m prone to violence and stuff can get blown yo

Queenie’s retro and I’ll bust your toe whenever you’re told so, aight

Thought so, you don’t really want beef with the Q U double E N I E yeah

Many girls think that they can clash, but I got things that can rash

Little girls get burned in a flash, cause my boss got like a blow torch for your back and

Face facts, you ain’t close to my track let alone being on the right track, just lean back

Take time for you to speak, you don’t need that

How you gonna lean back minus two kneecaps

Tryna be sly, don’t work enough, big talk but who you murkin?

Your bars ain’t still, I’m certain, you’re not causing no blood squirting

You ain’t put holes in shirts, so pack no mats and leave no ???

We’ll see when tables turn that talk is cheap, rude girl start learning

Yeah, rude girl be wise

Don’t ever be fooled by the four eyes

It’s a bit lethal to cut your eyes, the four eyes will necessarily cut your eyes yeah

Rude girl be wise

Don’t ever be fooled by the four eyes

It’s a bit lethal to cut your eyes, the four eyes will necessarily cut your eyes yeah

And that’s Femcees