She’s Gone

[Intro]
What?
You mean I'm your second favorite famale rapper
You crazy?
I'm better than most niggas, suck my dick

[Verse 1]
There ain't a bitch as ill as me, no bitch as real as me
Shit, I live where the stealers, drug dealers, killers be
Don't give a fuck what y'all motherfuckers think of me
So fucking what, fuck a slut if she ain't feeling me
If you a real bitch, then you love my shit
Turn out the lights, get ya man and fuck to my shit
Ride that dick, make him eat yo shit
Bust ya nut ma, light a blunt to my shit
I think it's some truth to that sex sells shit
'Cause bitches is so pussy, niggas is just dicks (Shit)
I'm so sicking, don't think 'cause I smoke a lil' more
Than a lotta weed that I'm slipping
As long as hoes is still stripping, my flow is still flipping
Jewels'll keep dripping
And I'mma keep comin' through in that six wit the seats back shipment
Stop tripping, bitch, 'cause when I stop you looking
It's no need for the ice grill, you not in Brooklyn
Go 'head and act fool like you really wanna step to this
And I'mma put the tool right between ya two breasttess
And ain't shit that you can say to me when you be breathless

[Chorus]
Young but I done did to too much shit
I smoke like an O a day
Nothing but the Dro and Haze
So, you know I feel no pain
Now I gotta go away

[Spoken]
Remy Ma, oficial fucking beat bodier
Who the fuck want it? Niggas? Bitches?
The fucking Bronx savior, the Queen of NY
The game's changing
She be on the rap for ya'll bitches
This doobie ya heard
BX don't get it twisted
Home of the killers, the dealers, the bombers and Remy Martin, rep that

[Verse 2]
See I be trying not to swear to God
But I swear mothafuckers gon' hear the squad
Y'all betta fear the Prospect and Joe the God
Armageddon, Tony Sunshine and Remy Ma
About to take over the world already run the Bronx
And if it wasn't for P, we couldn't be
So bless his heart, bless his soul
Make he rest in peace
Can I get a lil' moment of silence, please?
I never let him see me stress
Don't never try to disrespect
Nigga, I eat, shit, sleep and breath TS
And if I love a nigga, Remy love a nigga ta death

[Chorus]
Young but I done did to too much shit
I smoke like an O a day
Nothing but the Dro and Haze
So, you know I feel no pain
Now I gotta go away