Redefine (6 Missed Calls) lyrics

[Intro]
I'm from Woodside Road, lil' b*tch
Right there by the store, lil' b*tch
Aye, aye

[Verse 1]
Breakin the back of Ivanka Trump, I'm on my oval office sh*t
Big body double R finna pull up, and I'm finna double park that b*tch
That's yo' lil' bast*rd son? Be a man and raise him then
f*ck yo' lil' fort, lil' n*gga, I'm just tryna f*ck Yvette
You must that this sh*t pus*y, why you steady grinnin' then?
He a real livewire, but I'm dead serious
2PhoneShawty, 16 androids on me, sell you all of them
Big Glock 17 with 18 bullets, now them b*tches twins, ooh

[Chorus]
Yeah, I see my reflection and give it a kiss, yeah, come on
Talk to myself, I don't need no friends, yeah, yeah, come on
Stare in the mirror while I'm f*ckin' yo' b*tch, yeah, yeah, come on
I can see why you a little obsessed, ooh
Yeah, yeah, come on, yeah, yeah, come on, yeah
I look way too good to be f*ckin' with you, b*tch, hold on
I'm like, yeah, yeah, come on, yeah, yeah, come on, yeah
This my redefinition, know I'm finer than my b*tch

[Verse 2]
Peloton, how I run it up on n*ggas while I step
I'm a star, you can see the view from all the way up here
You my son, ain't no Goku in you n*gga, just Videl
My name Robb, ain't no other meaning, run me all that sh*t
Open palm, fire finger gentle fist, I took it all
Keep yo' hands out yo' pockets when you see me, lil' dawg
I went deep blue sea in a Crip b*tch from New York
Gave a perc 10 to my b*tch, I'm divin' in, I ain't pull out
I'm the only n*gga quenching thirst whenever we in a drought
I mix anything with syrup, so baby squirt and we could talk
I know 3 ways this could go, on the bed, on the floor or on top
I done cut my haters pay, know they hate they f*ckin' job, come on
[Bridge]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Come on)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Come on)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Come on)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Come on)

[Chorus]
Yeah, I see my reflection and give it a kiss, yeah, come on
Talk to myself, I don't need no friends, yeah, yeah, come on
Stare in the mirror while I'm f*ckin' yo' b*tch, yeah, yeah, come on
I can see why you a little obsessed, ooh
Yeah, yeah, come on, yeah, yeah, come on, yeah
I look way too good to be f*ckin' with you, b*tch, hold on
I'm like, yeah, yeah, come on, yeah, yeah, come on, yeah
This my redefinition, know I'm finer than my b*tch (Mwah)