[00:00.000] 作曲 : Remy Mackie/Marlanna Evans/Chris Martin
[00:01.434][Intro: Remy Ma]
[00:03.826]With the def female
[00:06.484]Let's rap (Remy, Ma)
[00:08.345]
[00:08.876][Verse 1: Remy Ma]
[00:09.407]No lie, it's only like five females in the game that can really rap
[00:12.588]Got followers and fame and a name so they thinking that
[00:15.250]They can now be listed with the spitters, b*****s, imagine that
[00:17.905]They talking 'bout your lace front when I say your shit is wiggity-wack
[00:20.299]They know what's gon' happen to they ass if Remy on the track
[00:22.957]And no, I ain't tryna be catty, they know they really lack
[00:25.605]You assed out without your ass out, and that's really facts
[00:28.000]But if I say it, I'm a hater, I hear the chitter chat
[00:30.655]They know that my pen is crazy but they don't wanna give me that
[00:33.317]Every time I spit some shit, they saying that it's really Pap'
[00:35.962]Claim I can't make a song but actually that's really cap
[00:38.354]Had 'em: Conceded, All The Way Up, and Leanin' Back
[00:41.017]I know they be popping shit, she only hot when Remy crack
[00:43.672]In my presence, they be on my d**k like little jimmy hats
[00:46.058]Acting like I ain't the reason that these niggas can even ra
[00:48.714]I'm also the reason y'all know these niggas can't even ra
[00:51.371]Tried to spread a rumor that I'm ugly, b***h, I'm pretty blac
[00:53.766]Then try to lie and paint an image that I'm really fat
[00:56.424]Ho, whenever I want, I can thirst trap
[00:58.807]Only thing fat is these pockets and this mother****in' kitty-ka
[01:01.731]Y'all be on some, "She hit me", so I'ma hit her back
[01:04.389]I be on some, "She hit me", so now she gettin' clapped
[01:06.785]Birds of a feather flock together, y'all be in a pack
[01:09.429]And'll do anything for the cheese, yeah, you been a rat
[01:12.091]I rap when I wanna, I stopped to have my daughter
[01:14.482]Was flying PJs while y'all was wearing pajamas
[01:16.874]And I'm signed to myself so they can't jerk her
[01:20.064]Done caught more suits and cases than a TSA worker
[01:22.446]Mother****e
[01:22.977]
[01:23.245][Verse 2: Rapsody]
[01:23.509]Daughter of a gun (Ah), I spit it like a mother****er (Yeah)
[01:25.107]That's literary caution, I should win me a Pulitzer (Facts)
[01:27.499]I don't show cards, I show face without the hoodie up (Fact)
[01:30.158]Change my perspective, think like L. Boogie does (Uh)
[01:32.804]I was never late (No) mm, y'all was just early (For real)
[01:35.199]Never fall short unless the shorts come with jersey (Ball)
[01:37.857]Life never straight, that b***h hella curvy (Uh
[01:40.516]I'm my biggest fan, I wear my shit out like Kirby (Moss)
[01:43.173]Pi'erre, Pi'erre, yeah I'm bubblin' baby
[01:45.292]Never fill pockets, only refill 'em like DaBaby
[01:47.950]Wah-wah, y'all cry, I'm on a different tier (Yeah)
[01:50.609]We ain't the same, me and you, we got some different fears (Talk)
[01:53.535]Jerry Lorenzo, this G.O.D. flow (Talk)
[01:56.182]Word to the North Star, I rep East Coast (East Coast)
[01:58.305]Road to success come with a bridge like E-Foh (E-Foh)
[02:00.967]Today they want a pill, but back then it was kilos
[02:03.624]Why Preemo hit me? 'Cause he know I'm shit (He know I'm shit
[02:05.741]Rap like I got a big d**k and niggas chokin
[02:08.398]Never had an urge to be the wave, I'm the ****ing ocean (Real shit
[02:11.057]If you can't see that, then you just a blind turtle (Haha)
[02:13.451]Huh, shell shocked when I hit block-block
[02:16.110]Niggas know when I rhyme, it sound like a Glock-Glock
[02:18.758]Ask me where I'm headed, mother****er, to the top-to
[02:21.151]Can't rain on my parade, ain't no raindrop, drop
[02:24.340]
[02:24.606][Outro]
[02:24.872]Remy, Rap
[02:27.000]Remy, Rap
[02:29.114]With the def female
[02:32.572]Let's rap
[02:34.963]Remy, Rap
[02:37.356]Remy, Rap
[02:40.803]With the def female
[02:43.994]Let's rap

作曲 : Remy Mackie/Marlanna Evans/Chris Martin
With the def female
Let's rap (Remy, Ma)

No lie, it's only like five females in the game that can really rap
Got followers and fame and a name so they thinking that
They can now be listed with the spitters, b*****s, imagine that
They talking 'bout your lace front when I say your shit is wiggity-wack
They know what's gon' happen to they ass if Remy on the track
And no, I ain't tryna be catty, they know they really lack
You assed out without your ass out, and that's really facts
But if I say it, I'm a hater, I hear the chitter chat
They know that my pen is crazy but they don't wanna give me that
Every time I spit some shit, they saying that it's really Pap'
Claim I can't make a song but actually that's really cap
Had 'em: Conceded, All The Way Up, and Leanin' Back
I know they be popping shit, she only hot when Remy crack
In my presence, they be on my d**k like little jimmy hats
Acting like I ain't the reason that these niggas can even ra
I'm also the reason y'all know these niggas can't even ra
Tried to spread a rumor that I'm ugly, b***h, I'm pretty blac
Then try to lie and paint an image that I'm really fat
Ho, whenever I want, I can thirst trap
Only thing fat is these pockets and this mother****in' kitty-ka
Y'all be on some, "She hit me", so I'ma hit her back
I be on some, "She hit me", so now she gettin' clapped
Birds of a feather flock together, y'all be in a pack
And'll do anything for the cheese, yeah, you been a rat
I rap when I wanna, I stopped to have my daughter
Was flying PJs while y'all was wearing pajamas
And I'm signed to myself so they can't jerk her
Done caught more suits and cases than a TSA worker
Mother****e

Daughter of a gun (Ah), I spit it like a mother****er (Yeah)
That's literary caution, I should win me a Pulitzer (Facts)
I don't show cards, I show face without the hoodie up (Fact)
Change my perspective, think like L. Boogie does (Uh)
I was never late (No) mm, y'all was just early (For real)
Never fall short unless the shorts come with jersey (Ball)
Life never straight, that b***h hella curvy (Uh
I'm my biggest fan, I wear my shit out like Kirby (Moss)
Pi'erre, Pi'erre, yeah I'm bubblin' baby
Never fill pockets, only refill 'em like DaBaby
Wah-wah, y'all cry, I'm on a different tier (Yeah)
We ain't the same, me and you, we got some different fears (Talk)
Jerry Lorenzo, this G.O.D. flow (Talk)
Word to the North Star, I rep East Coast (East Coast)
Road to success come with a bridge like E-Foh (E-Foh)
Today they want a pill, but back then it was kilos
Why Preemo hit me? 'Cause he know I'm shit (He know I'm shit
Rap like I got a big d**k and niggas chokin
Never had an urge to be the wave, I'm the ****ing ocean (Real shit
If you can't see that, then you just a blind turtle (Haha)
Huh, shell shocked when I hit block-block
Niggas know when I rhyme, it sound like a Glock-Glock
Ask me where I'm headed, mother****er, to the top-to
Can't rain on my parade, ain't no raindrop, drop

Remy, Rap
Remy, Rap
With the def female
Let's rap
Remy, Rap
Remy, Rap
With the def female
Let's rap