Lyrics

Intro [spoken, confident, with a slick beat dropping]:
"To the M-I prrrrrrr, sleek like a feline
Capping boy wanna snag my style, but can't emulate mine"

[Beat kicks in with a rolling bassline and snapping snares.]

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Verse 1 [sharp delivery]:

Give you Buzssted eyes
might as well say goodbye
I’m about to elevate ya spirit to the sky
I’ll storm through your crew
Mr. you’re through, end you, don’t rue
Or I’ma jab you right in the lip, it’s true

[Pause with a bass drop]

And you hoaxters better stack up ya chips
‘Cause I ain’t falling for your caps or jips

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Chorus [anthemic, crowd chant vibe]:

"She’s a bish!
When you call my name
Chatter all your mess, bet you won’t share my fame

She’s a bitch!
See I got the currency
So step back, dude, or watch me roll up my sleeve

She’s a bish!
Maybe! But you can't see me, though!
Just keep scowling, seethe over this sick flow

She’s a bitch!
Oh?? Well I’m THAT bitch, so watch me steal the stage
I’ve got the vibe ignited, burnin fire to the page!"

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Verse 2 [bounce flow with attitude]:

Cruise in my ride, no eyes on the chase
I’ma dance with this rhythm as your time's erased
What you want? What you say, bruh?
Gotta flow, gotta move, I make it grow, huh?
Better keep it moving, u headin for the door, bruh?
You’ll vanish in the haze, a long long-lost soul, huh? What you say? Go!

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Bridge [build-up, melodic autotune vibes]:

"Yippe yi yo, yippe yi yi yay
Drop my words like embers, let 'em blaze all day
Make 'em taste the heat, let 'em rise like a cake
Spotlight on me, eyes turn green from envay, hey!

Yippe yi yo, yippe yi yi yay
Yippe yi yo, yippe yi yi yay
[yippe yi yi yay...] ok

[*quieter*]
55, 65, rise
75, 85, owning every mic
95, living legend gone wild for the night
105, the crowd’s screaming, u know essence keepin them all hype!"

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What you know about me, epitome, I let em know
Eatin' dusty MCs, they Mickie D's, let it flow,
If you're way too high, lean on me, I'm here 4
About to bussst like I gotta peeee, let it flow
ay feel me now.
Anyone recognize my skills, who's the real deal?
Everybody knows I slay, no one could steal
Anybody brave enough to challenge me, I'm solid steel
No one can step to me, watch your whole frame peel

[Beat slows, fades with echoes of "Bish!" and "Oh?? Well I’m THAT bish!"]

Switchup/Outro [playful, experimental energy]:

"Boy you see me lookin' like a shnack and you hungry for a feast
Who could ever taste my flair? I’m locked up like a beast
Who can challenge my finesse, always fresh, never least?
Thought he’d step—ended up trippin', lost in fears
Now he's mad, caught him in tears!"

[Beat slows, fades with echoes of "Bish!" "Oh??" "eaaaahhhauuuh"