Mixed up

Ok, ok, ok
I'm still mixed up right now
I know everything gon be ok
But I don't know how
I'm a pretty girl, paint my nails
And yeah I got my boots on
I'm doing my thing and they said they really want my new song
I'm late baby are you kidding me?
Fly bro, I'm the apidime
That's your girl?
I think she my mini-me
That's my flow
So please don't be biting it
That's my show
I never get tired man
That's your bro
If he was Enterprize he'd be kicked out of the crib
I got like six lives, I'm a feline in this bitch yeah
I lost like three to you, I got another
I got some music coming with my brother
Boy it's the prize I don't fuck with no other
Man I hate LA, they let their homie hit his girl for clout
And I feel
Ok, ok, ok
I'm still mixed up right now
I know everything gon be ok
But I don't know how
I'm a pretty girl, paint my nails
And yeah I got my boots on
I'm doing my thing and they said they really want my new song