Songtext zu 'White Girl Raps Fast' von Bailee Moore

Hey it's Bailee...
Killing everything on the daily.
That's how my momma raised me.
So quick with the lips
Chop and rip apart quick
Any beat that you lay me.
Blame me for putting to rest
The debate of the female that is best
I erase the competition
Take a break when no one's next.
Stop, how'd I even get up in front of a microphone?
How did I know you would like this song?
Princess on the scene goin' after a dream
Take the crown from the queen like no one's home.
It's, simple silly.
I keep it real, I'm so nearly,
Too honest on topics
Just so you can see the real me.
I'm telling you, fast rapping ain't as hard as it seems,
You could go hard as me,
If you tried.
I lied.
Are you kidding me? I'm a bar killin' freak.
Fire flow, sparking the heat.
Smiling soul with the heart of a beast.
Walk down the street with a beat in my headphones
Bumping, I'll be freestyling.
So damn fly, I don't need styling.
Nailed that flow, you need filing.
Honest tho, I'm just so flattered
You b*tches wanna be like me.
No sympathetic sh*t
That's pathetic if you wanna challenge me come and get it b*tch.
I am, I am Bailee Moore from Cleveland,
I ignore them when I hear.
Girls can't rap, that's funny.
Diss me, spitting in a dumb way.
Let him hate tho, while I look so dope
Where I walk becomes a runway.
Ooh, how you like me now...
And you see it's goin' down...
I promise I won't ever stop.
Not until I reach the mountain top
Of the game, I'm talkin' Everest,
I want an avalanche when my album drops.
Damn she so cold.
She'll freeze any mother f*ckin' challenger,
Never seen so much damn talent,
She'll pass the game in a minute, have ya catching up
Yes, the apocalypse of rap,
Shocked critics can't believe what happened,
Drop their jaw
As I walk off tall,
Like I know I'm the best of this rap sh*t.