Mykki Blanco - Virginia Beach Lyrics
[Verse 1]Where's the spotlight?A ***** about to steal itI don't mean no hard feelingsBut you know I'm 'bout to fill itKill itThe [Lower West?] nigga y'all sees is low soThat blindfold *****es fronting better say soI'm swagging Omarosa while you know she's well respectedIn the West, well-connected on the East was finna beast on []Hip-hop hair with the [] wanna rumbleAny rap ***** trying to start shit, but I be humblerDivide and conquer yo, I claim this lifeWether the fame come or not, I *****ing slay you with a micI stayed awake all night plotting my takeoverGot a militia my nigga, things about to be overI said that, that there said Blanco couldn't do itSame basic *****es talking shit. ***** it, nigga, show themI didn't do it for them then. Why do it for them now?It's Blanco. It's all white, blinding all you clowns[Hook]Yo we tipped off, little rockers ripped offLittle shock a dick off, little papa piss off*****es in their bum seats stays out here looking hungryEating good, living good, we crispy like new moneyShine on 'em. Shine, shine on 'em. Shine on 'emGrind on 'em. Grind, grind on 'emMykki tricky. Mykki feel so stickyMykki be so freaky, eh sticky [][Verse 2]Like my, my, my Johnny Gilliam, Ima feel himHandcuff him to the bed, and make him scream out to the ceilingIt's Blanco the villainess, trillest ***** you dealing withY'all ain't got to front cause I know you niggas feeling itWe in Virginia Beach boardwalking, *****es squawkingWe gonna empty his pockets, but we ***** him and drop himHey, this much hype, mother*****er in the worldThe real came in lipstick, dressed like a girlI'm a handsome [], come and do that in her cityWith a joint up in my cleavage and a fresh-cut kitty, dog[Hook][Hook][Verse 3](I'm on top of the world.)I'm the pretty face with the Alaïa waist. Bombshell statusThem *****es think they bad but we know we the baddestNigga I'm 'a shine like a brand new dimeYou suckers better get yours, cause Ima get mineMykki tricky Blanco, yeah you might have heard of meI rhyme so slick, my own verbs slip under meNever been a worker beetle, never try to front on meScared *****es run from me. Somebody take this gun from meCome for me, I dare you to and then I'll scare youYou might be Serena *****, but trust me, ma, I'll Blair youTear you into pieces, yeah I'm tasty like Reese'sBreak you down, work the Word like I was writing a thesisWhat if Jesus played God's son cause he's the only oneWho can tackle my demons, quarterback all my evilsIf Jacob Man's the king I guess I'm his daughterThese boots are made for walking, and I'm Mykki SinatraThese blunts are made for smoking and that's just what we'll doAnd one of these days that Purple Haze is gonna' catch right up with you[Hook][Hook]x2
