Barkaa
Godz
La
What you know about me, huh?
I been doin' this since I was knee high
Gotta rep it for the tittas till the day I die
And we ain't fuckin' with you, bitch, bye-bye (See ya)
Came a long way since I was on rock bottom
Straight out of prison, straight to the showstoppin'
What you gonna say about me, brah? I been open
Ain't no shame in my game 'cause I get it poppin'
Gon' switch on 'em (Hey-ayy)
Let me tell you something 'bout me [?]
Give a fuck about opinions 'cause they don't pay rent
I invest in my kids, that's money well spent
If you don't like me, go and write that diss
Ninety-nine problems and haters ain't shit
'Cause I am not destinеd to cater to pricks
Get off my [?] get off mum's tits
And worry 'bout puttin' a roof on your hеad (Ha)
You ain't fuckin' with me, nah
Got my back backed up by ancestors
[?] be beatin' up my chest, cuz
And if you think I'm a pussy, I'm a mad cunt, gone
Barkaa here came back from the dead
Had a noose on my neck, kicked it off with my legs (Ha)
So before you go throw dirt on my name
Letras de cancionesMake sure you say my name with some respect, bitch
Told you, no stoppin' till my body rot
La
Rep for my tittas, my tittas are gods
La
I got it on lock 'cause this shit's all I got
I'm a certified boss, yeah, I'm Barkaa, the don
And I'm cream of the crop, I belong here on top
I'ma tell 'em how is it, cuz
You ain't fuckin' with a titta 'cause she got bars
Got a few haters wishin' on my downfall (C'mon)
But got mad mob with me on my come up (Yeah)
And I can see the [?] and yeah, I came with it
'Cause ain't nobody done did what I done with it (Ha)
I'm a blak matriarch with a big spirit
And I'm born gifted, baby, so I'm gonna get it, uh
Go on, switch with it
You can't tell me shit about me, bitch
'Cause I grew from the gutter, made it out that trench (Grr)
Gonna come for everything, but they said I wouldn't get 'em
When I get back my land, you can call me the king
I'm flyer than most 'cause I grew back my wings
I broke off my chains, give a fuck 'bout the bling
Fuck 'bout your labels, I'm signed to that label
Put food on my table, I'm doin' my thing (Woo)
How you gonna hate me, huh?
Yeah, I do what I want, when I want, brah (Fuck ya)
I got nobody tellin' me what to do
And if you try, motherfucker, you won't get far, swear
I had people threw dirt on my name
But they buried the seed, so I started to gain
Too many scabs, go on, get off my plate
Got no loose change, get the fuck out my face, bitch
Told you, no stoppin' till my body rot
La
Rep for my tittas, my tittas are gods
La
I got it on lock 'cause this shit's all I got
I'm a certified boss, yeah, I'm Barkaa, the don
And I'm cream of the crop, I belong here on top
Lah, I had to build it from the bottom when I came up (Yeah)
Didn't have an option just to give up, so I [?]
Everybody placed their judgement on me as a young mum
But I knew I was destined for this greatness, I'm a young gun
Let me tell you something that I think that you should know 'bout
If you stuck in the traps, I promise you there's a way out
Everything happens for a reason, watch it play out
And if you doubted my come up, I'ma chin up and say "Hey, now"
Baby, it's all breezy over here
I got ancestors here with me, so I ain't really got fear (Nah)
Everybody in my ear, tellin' me that I'm the one
But without all the mob, then I ain't really got none
I'm only hear 'cause my people were the ones to lift me up (True)
So I'ma rep it for my mob, young titta really gon' stunt (Mm-hmm)
If you think that you got nothin', go look in the mirror, bub
And say to yourself "You ain't stoppin' here till it's all said and done"
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