Lyrics

[Intro: Vicki Vox, Xavy Rusan] Ooh, ah Ayy (Oh yeah yeah yeah) Look Ayy, um [Chorus: Xavy Rusan, Vicki Vox] Bread it up like sandwich down, bitch, are you okay? Workin' on my tat trick, hat trick, for your hoe's sake Stuntin' like I better be recipe for my own cake Heavenly, my pedigree better meet for my own sake (For my own sake) Bread it up like, sandwich, down, bitch, are you okay? (Okay, yeah) Workin' on my tat trick, hat trick for your hoe's sake (For your sake) Stuntin' like I better be recipe for my own cake (For my own cake, yeah) Heavenly, my pedigree better meet for my (For my-) [Verse 1: Tilden Parc, Vicki Vox] Look Drip on me puddlin' Vibe hella spiritual My life did one-eighty Lowkey a miracle Pull up Lookin' spacey up in the coupe, but it feel like a spaceship (Ooh, oohoo, hoo, aw, yeah) I'm floatin', I'm faded You know the vibe (It's lit), it's love when I slide Baddie on call, say she fuck with my type But I hit decline 'cause I'm one of a kind I got a Queen and she give me the Lotus, it feel like Euphoria Feel like I'm royalty I need the royalties Real niggas, shit with the notary I work on the form, 'round the tick of the watch like it's four of me (Four of me …) Yeah (Wave) I'm off of that full roses, when I'm in the mode, it feel like nobody as cold as me, hah If you talkin' that real shit, it's love like it's 'posed to be [Verse 2: Xavy Rusan, Vicki Vox] Love like it's 'posed to be Blessin' the people who close to me Vile like a rosary See-through these niggas like hosiery Feel like they hoes to me, feel like he chosen me God just been holdin' me 'Member them, teachers was scoldin' me Back when the old me was young and depressed I just wish he could sit down and speak with the older me Guess I controllin' me Cold as they (Aw) made me, spiritually old as a baby (Ayy), I'm feelin' the greatest I know every true sold (Aw, yeah), you gon' get what he told you Don't let him decide what your fate is Faithfully walk through the heat of the flame (Aw, yeah) When you speakin' my name, it'll shake shit (Oh, yeah, yeah) Truthfully, I'm goin' ape shit 'Bout to break the mold like a shapeshift, I'm- (Yeah) [Chorus: Xavy Rusan, Vicki Vox] Bread it up like sandwich down, bitch, are you okay? Workin' on my tat trick, hat trick, for your hoe's sake Stuntin' like I better be, recipe for my own cake Heavenly, my pedigree better meet for my own sake (For my own sake) Bread it up like sandwich down, bitch, are you okay? (Okay, yeah) Workin' on my tat trick, hat trick, for your hoe's sake (For your sake) Stuntin' like I better be recipe for my own cake (For my own cake, yeah) Heavenly, my pedigree better meet for my own sake (For my own sake …)