Battle of the Bands Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Cook up, Mason
(Uh)
Uh
Yeah (Miss Blaze)
(Said, I gotta)
Said, I gotta
Let me talk to em'
I gotta
I got a lot of these niggas
I'm blowing the whistle
They step, I'm the stroll master
I get it, I'm looking like Miss Mississippi
I'm owning the stage like a pole dancer
I'm back, it's by popular demand
And my body like oh my damn
So, turn up the bass, and show me your hands
'Cause this is the battle of the bands
I just gotta text to my phone
That said I'm hitting the blogs hard
Like, "Blaze, you blowing up big by the day"
I knew I was big right from the start
Quiet as kept, I'm the goat
And your hoe and his hoe, they already know
So, I'm calling up Ryl for the invoice
Small girl, but I can hang with the big boys
Beat the drums, he matching my income
And to do my lil' dance, you need rhythm
And big bands, like the kind that don't fit in your hands
Come pay my tuition
Team player and a good sport
Got my passport
Flyest bitch at the airport
Having motion, controlling the crowd
Shhh
One band, One sound
Uh
Yeah
Cause this how it 'posed to be
Thank Gotti' for posting me
He stamped it, he posted me
Uh
I got it, gon' give it to ya'
So just get into it, how I'm getting to it
Stop speaking on shit if you didn't do it
Making big moves, they didn't know I could dance
I got these boys battling all they bands
I'm throwing stands 'cause niggas is fans
I'm taking chance and chance and chances
Blazing the trails, what you talking 'bout
Ain't gon' flex, but I probably might walk it out
I'm hitting the sites like crack in the 80's
I got the neighborhood talking like crazy
I might go back to what I was saying
Like what
He tryna' give me his babies
Two minutes in, you looking for a hook
(Uh) It ain't coming, that captain can't save ya'
Do, Re, Mi, Fa-lling in love, I don't think So
From the 50, my cero with cinco
After this, Ima' bust down the bezel
I'm bringing the bass, ion' want no treble
Uh