Female YN flow

[Intro]
Look, y'all know what the— goin' on
Look, look
Look, ayy, y'all know what the— goin' on
Mm, mm
B3 racks, B3 stacks, you know
Come on
Gotta tell 'em somethin', gotta let 'em know somethin'
Come on, look

[Verse]
Nigga, it's B3 racks
Nigga, it's B3 racks, it's B3 stacks
Nigga, I walk in your trap
Nigga, I walk in your trap and takeover your trap (Take it over)
Hey, what's up? Hey, how you doin'?
It's nice to formally meet you, we face to face (What's up)
Hey, what's up? hey, how you doin'?
It's nice to formally meet you, you facin' this Drac'
If I want it, I take
Nigga, this a drive-by shooting, they shoot through gates
Nigga, just put your hands up
Nigga, I'm settin' you up, you thought this was a date?
I don't really be into datin'
I really sit on her house, so I'm stalking and waiting
I really had to be patient
Nigga, this a one lady move, I ain't doin' no fakin'
Two wrongs don't make a right
But I ain't going for nothin', guess I'm just a girl
Nigga, I'm not even a dyke
Nigga, I'm not even gay and I'm takin' your girl
Nigga, I'm takin' your watch
I'm really uppin' my rank and you just gotta watch
Nigga, I'm takin' you down
Nigga, this a all red party, we paintin' the town
All over, I'm makin' my rounds
Nigga, I'm stealth and I'm quiet, I can't make a sound
I caught her, while she was lackin'
I caught her, while was lackin', bent her to the ground
She don't wanna drop in these waters
It really get that deep, she scared of the water
New person, I already fought her
Send your best hitter, send a lamb to the slaughter
Hit a U, then I'm bustin' this right
We get out of sight, so now I'm bustin' a left
The driver sent me on a quest
But I never stress, I do good in distress
They really say I'm the best
If you wanna test, come be my guest
I'll really creep on your block
You gon' hear a knock, you gon' know it was me (It was me)
I'll make her pick up her feet
They ask who the hottest and all signs point to B3
All signs point to Bri
I'ma bring up my team, it's no "I" in "we"
She don't wanna fight, she wanna talk
She really a fan, the opps crank me on her aux
Been the baddest since I could walk
I was playin' with flows, while you was still playin' with chalk
If she 'round me, she a ten
All I got is day ones, do it look like I need a new friend?
I'm really testin' my skills, they all on my body 'cause I'm really pushin' my pen
I gotta stay on ten
She wanted more rounds and she got whooped again
I really came from the dirt
Leg shot, dead shot, everybody head on a shirt