[Chorus: Kendra Don't, don't, don't, don't me Don't, don't, don't, push me Don't, don't, don't, don't me Don't, don't, don't, don't me
[Verse 1: Deck] Yo how I touch green No love scene, so I got a cutscene Yeah, I go through it if I walk around it True because I do it before I about it [?] water, blowtorcher Black diamonds, dreams, gold Porsche I'm always on go, all the green General official, that's the stripes mean You get wiped clean like a I don't work in the beat, I'm like a cop How they thirst in the streets, like they out rock No stunts before the album drop What you see is real, what you is false All I have in this is my word and my balls Money calling, talking, hungry often Honeys hawking, haters hate, funny
Kendra Morris] Don't, don't, don't, don't me Don't, don't, don't, push me Don't, don't, don't, don't me Don't, don't, don't, don't me
2: Ghostface Killah] Yeah, yo We criminals on the Get the billy club or the Sublim stone I get with My game down to a tight knit Reputations brolic, the is polished Not laces in my (Motherfuckers) Yeah, yeah, and I'm not from Got garlic for vampires and fake who came to gossip You can't 'dress me with that bullshit, you even my stylist (You acting all big now) But you Christopher Wallace See your on her knees, she just doing a solid And the funny shit, you ain't gon' do nothing it Have a seat [?] you should be a [?] See, young niggas'll murder you And none of these niggas heard of you We a few things on the curb or two had you stretched out laying vertical
[Chorus: Kendra Don't, don't, don't, don't me Don't, don't, don't, don't me Don't, don't, don't, don't me Don't, don't, don't, don't me Don't, don't, don't, don't me Don't, don't, don't, don't me Don't, don't, don't, don't me Don't, don't, don't, push me
[Verse 3: I'm an from way past the Moon, you see I had the shazam, the [?] was new to me Lunacy, humans try to heckle I got the [?], Bill Burr, I'm a level up some wine and I poured it to my face You don light skinny on 24-inch waist Style wild like a [?] from [?] I call the shots like I'm with a [?] gun Trailblazing, rising like a man bun I'm so psycho on mics, you so psycho in and heels Turn on the [?] [?] [?] Louise, I'm casual Ts (Hey, one more time, bro. Wait, what?) Nah, I like take Popping shit at Esoteric, that your mistake I'm a [?] he [?] Your future looking Bleek like you be Jay's friend You put the S in wordplay, you get So you know the stabbing tracks my forté