[Chorus: Abby Jasmine]
I'm talkin' shit when I walk in, who gonna check me?
We in the Mazzi, baby, this ain't a Chevy
I heard the squad eatin', when nobody fed me
Can't comprehend how they all on my dick and they ain't ever met me

[Verse 1: Abby Jasmine]
Ain't no hunnids involved, I don't think I'ma go out (Go out)
I ain't comin' to meetings and shit that we already spoke 'bout (Spoke 'bout)
I'm so sick and tired, n***as thinkin' that they the bro now (They the bro now)
I replied to 'em one time, n***as think we close now (Oh yeah)
I had to fire a couple managers, I hope they know it's just business (Oh yeah)
Couple of grams to the fiends every day, I make better decisions, yeah (Oh yeah)
Don't gotta meet face to face, I could tell you a lame from a distance (Oh yeah)
I ball Scottie Pippen and my lawyer never trippin', yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Abby Jasmine]
Please don't get closer
Sayin' you real, like trippin'
Got a good my shoulders
But my wrist in the kitchen
They said as you get older, you gon' look at this shit different
And my heart been goin' colder, every day that I'm existin'

[Chorus: Abby Jasmine]
I'm talkin' shit when I walk in, who gonna check me?
We in the Mazzi, baby, this ain't a Chevy
I heard the squad eatin', when nobody fed me
Can't comprehend how they all on my dick and they ain't ever met me