Truffle Butter (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Remy Ma]
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Thinking out loud
Yall know I got the 4-fizzy on me right now
People keep saying ,"Rem you need to drop a record"
I'm like in a minute let me body b*tches records
Yea, for the millions I will kill these pop hoes
Ain't no one in these streets like me and potholes
Bout to put yall all out of business, shop closed
And since I dropped Hot b*tch all these chicks den got cold
I'm around wassup?, I don't care right now
Five 40-inch bundles in my hair right now
Whoa, do you feel me?
I'm a real one fake ones fear me
I might fly out to your hood if they clear me
Ain't met a rapper chick yet that ain't scared of me
You talk tough but I really did a sentence
In black ink , your fingers never been printed
Showing black love post, I invented
You be dragging it ma, I'm authentic

[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
Yo, eat em like chow
Like Nas said in Ether "yall love my style"
But n*ggas in the streets and the n*ggas locked down
Ever need a shooter, they got me on speed dial
Makaveli still here, ain't a killer but don't push me
Violate em like parole
They let me out the pen (Why?)
To put them b*tches in the coffin
Cuz she a lil ho, black eyes like a raccoon
Knockout, leave her snoring
Leave ya head full of blood, girl
You should join a rap group
Cause as a soloist you boring
I'm a female God, on my Wu-Tang cash rules
Yall hoes is retarded, live wire no shortage
She'll be smokin' crack soon
b*tches loving me like sausage, hottest chick on the market
I'm the hardest smartest goddess regardless
Walk with revolvers, you pressing charges
Born in the projects, with the cops & robbers
In the Bronx we bombers, Remy Mafia mobbin'
You know