Lyrics Trading Places - Zoe Forte

I put my coach in the game
And gave a lil class to my teachers
Shorty be sweeter than peaches
I call her auntie Ganeva
She in the states on a visa
Bella es mi mamacita

Yea I make her sing like Aritha
Beat on the box like a speaker

And nahh n this ain't a front
I really do what I want
Might stuff a 8th in the blunt

I might go dummy and crash out
Blacking on beats I might lash out
Smoking the Za till I pass out
Hear em crying out loud so I laugh now

Took a bet on my life and I cashed out
I'm my grandmama's favorite grandchild

Keep it P but u know we don't Play around
W you clown ass niggas
I'm not a cook but I'd serve em pound
Take the head off
You a shrimp lil nigga

And that's big facts

Im A shark in the water
I came w the chompers
My steppers is really some stompers
From 0-10 but let's really be honest
We came to take it beyond this

If 10 is the limit the goal is 100
You know I'm good w the numbers
Just follow my lead like a compass
Took his chick now I dip in he hummus

Took his bitch now we serving her lunch
Give her franks like she entered a contest
Just for cap'n you niggaz get crunched
Turn ya bitch into my Pocahontas

Throwin shade
But you love me regardless
N I might Give her back
After all this
She got a good head on shoulders
But shawty throat game is retarded

Internet thugging
With fear on ya conscience
Lil nigga stop all the non-sense
Put 2 in ya chest and 1 in ya muffin
Bitch I'm a shooter like donchich oh

I'm moving too fast for you
Doctor robotnics
Money on super sonic
Smoking like snoop w the chronic
Can't keep a bitch cuz I'm toxic

I put my coach in the game
And gave a lil class to my teachers
Shorty be sweeter than peaches
I call her auntie Ganeva

She in the states on a visa
Bella is mi mamacita
Beat up the box like
Glttttt Boom