Gurlfran Saba

[Verse 1]
Uh
My girlfriend say she sell a bit of drugs
Got cologne in my blood, a duh
I smell like a winner, I look like big business
Y’all talkin 'bout raps, I’m talkin' 'bout my next venture
Too young for most venues, bet I sneak up in there
I snuck on them blogs, like PIVOT we in here
So this is kinda like a heads up
I’m right now nigga, I ain’t next up (Up)
Young nappy headed nigga, never brush (Brush)
She my teammate how my hand is on her butt, palm
Kill a beat because we don’t get along
Running shit and never pass a baton
Lapping you what a rap’ll do
Catch up because I’m passing you
In the lab like a labradoodle
Doggin', I’m doodling, I’m just drawing
And looking down on you
You on the ground like her drawers was, I’m awesome
You don’t kill it, it play possum
I’m positive it’ll be posthumous
Whether trap or hip-hop shit, I’m really hot boy
BG my shit is on point got them BGs
Rap dollar, tryna see G’s
Hot spot, no 3G
Leave a beat like CB left Ri Ri
Then burn the shit to a CD
I know Andre Iguodala
The real Iguodala
He owe me a hunnid dollars
This my circle, a bonfire
Y’all all squares, I’m a umpire
Step on you lames
Step on your suedes, heckle your stage
Disrespect when I’m let in the game, uh