NOTHING NEW 2 ME

I be in the bank, finna code switch, take a breath, and my voice go up a pitch

Tell the people I see, lovely day we havin', my sweater and the fit

Set the settings of a hot cocoa in the cabin

I staple Harriet Tubman's to your abdomen

Fine freaks in the background, laughin' and cacklin'

I don't need no majority vote, I'm on my own

I do things that the majority won't because I'm grown

And figure things quick, and have friends flip

And shit get tricky, especially if they tryna count my chili

I'm at the Market Basket, I'm at the Pizza Geno's