You know who the fuck it is nah, nah, nah
Ahh, ahh
You know who the fuck it is


Illest tell ‘em one time, one time (one time)
Illest tell ‘em one time (one time)
Morena tell ‘em one time, one time (every time)
Morena tell ‘em every time (every time)

Now you acting like a street bitch
Yeen from the streets bitch
Go back to the village that you in
Don’t make mе sick bitch

Everybody know, Morena she got that flow
Got thеm rap and r&b girlies comin’ for my throat
Yeah, they tryna overthrow this young lady from her throne
Bitches comin’ after me, so I just throw ‘em a bone

You can’t get me off my zone, you can’t get me off my check
No distractin’ from the fact them bitches see me as a threat
They know me, they know I’m next, stealin’ everybody ex
Heard your baby daddy bored, so I just send him a text

Go buy me that new Patek, go buy me that Michael Kors
Yeen even marry him but he be wantin’ a divorce, bitch!
Ayo DRAYS, can you switch up the beat for me real quick?
I’m tryna see sum’n
Thank you, Rrrrr!

Yeah
Ha
Ha
Ha
Yeah
Pop it, go pop it, go pop it
Yeah
Pop it, pop it, pop it

P-Pop this pussy to my words, pussy to my words
Pop this, pop this pussy to my verbs, adjectives and verbs
Pop this, pop this pussy to my verbs, adjectives and verbs
Hoe, you getting’ on my fucking nerves, on my fucking nerves

Rrrahh, Ha!

Hay nako nababaliw ka na ata, hindi inakala na babalik pa
P’ano ka tatabi sa’kin, kung ‘di mo alam kung papaano ko ‘to ginawa
Walang kahanay si Illest, nasanay kasi akong bumira nang mag-isa
Sa lahat ng inakala niyong tatagos, ‘di niyo alam na ako na pala

Love it or hate it, I know that you waiting
To listen to all of my poetry lines
Stalking my pages and stalking my ways
Hoe, you can’t be the Illest, you copy my grind
I’m the designer and you the design
I am the dollar and you is the sign
I be the rapper, and you be the rhyme
I’m doin’ me and these bitches, do mine

Don’t need a mini-me, they tryna be my enemy
Bitches wanna get the best of me, can’t kill my energy
She the Morena wannabe, I’m the bitch they wanna beat
I’m the Illest and the realest, yeah they put me on repeat

Uh, I don’t need a clone, I got two bitches on my own
Don’t need a feature on my song, ain’t gotta tell a bitch was wrong
I,I,I, I don’t need a clone, I got two bitches on my own
Don’t need a feature on my song, ain’t gotta tell a bitch was wrong

Kyuh! Rrrrr