Sometimes I sit pretty
Someties I act silly
I'm so chill
Them boys be so illy
Like bruh

Imma let you, Imma let you
Finish but bruh

Undestand? Bruh
Undestand? Bruh

Bruh, bruh, bruh, bruh
Come at me
(Come at me)

I know all you wanna do is
Snapchat me
See them other girls?
They can't get past me (oh no)
Out fresh me, they can't out class me
See you're tryna make it complicated
I'm just tryna get conversated
"Shawty dope" that's an understatement
Imma be the topic of your conversation
It's rainy weather, bether bring
An umbrella-ella-ella
(That's an acapella)

Wait, hold up
(Hold up)
Lemme brag
I tripped, fell, landed in swag
Now I got it all over my body
And there ain't none left for you and I'm sorry
All I do is keep steppin' and my posse
Keepin' everybody movin' at the party

Sometimes I sit pretty
Someties I act silly
I'm so chill
Them boys be so illy
Like bruh

Imma let you, Imma let you
Finish but bruh
Keep the way you handle my business like bruh

Undestand? Bruh

Bruh, Imma blow up (mm, hm)
And when I blow up, Imma roll up (mm, hm)
And when I roll up, Imma show up (mm, hm)
And Imma show out, so what?

I'm doin' circles round ya, donuts
And if you hatin' on me, bogus
And I ain't ever losin' focus
Cause I'm the dopest, ever!
If my style to chilly bring a sweater
And on my feet I be lighter
Than a feather (woo!)
And I ain't worried about a thing
Wrote this whole sixteen in
Lowercase letters
Everyday I shuffle, if you think
I don't shuffle
You got me mixed up like a
Crossword puzzle
Bars got stem enough, beat got muscle
Flow so nice it might cost you double

Sometimes I sit pretty
Someties I act silly
I'm so chill
Them boys be so illy
Like bruh

Imma let you, Imma let you
Finish but bruh
Keep the way you handle my business like bruh

Undestand? Bruh

Four
Three
Two
One

Hold up, lemme take 'em to the bridge!
Drop my name ringin all over the globe
I'm breakin' the mold
Woah, that's fire in the hole
Flow so cold it'll snatch your soul
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four
Jordyn be my name if you ain't
Already heard
All these little rappers gettin'
Kicked to the curb
All the little haters gettin' what
They deserve they be like
I don't really know her but she get on my nerves
I'm like, bruh

Aye, yo
Bring that beat back!

Bruh!