Off The Record (Ms. Never Miss)* lyrics

Lyrics from Snippet 1 & Snippet 2

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[Verse]
I'm 'bout to beat this b*tch ass
I'm 'bout to go closed-caption
I ain't hashing out sh*t, I'm throwing hands
I need all my advance
Making hostage demands
I might pop me a n*gga
Open a can of whoop-ass
I'm just passing through
Testing new material
You just happen to be present
Trying words like "f*ck you," and "hell yeah, I said it"
Co-dependent, people-pleasing
Start to feel sleazy when my needs go unattended
Got resentment
Hell yeah, I'm aggressive
Hell yeah, I'm restless
Feel like tempered glass
Still do temper tantrums, they're just big as my ass
Pages long as Damascus
Temper's short as your di*k
I got demons, who askin'?
Selling kitty like Carole, basking in my ambiance
Man, I'm just pushing the needle
Carry on, hoe
In my jeans, like Dereon, hoe
To infinity and beyond, I got a buzz off the prospect
Think I might really be that b*tch
Might really got that niche
Got a knack for p*ssing b*tches off
Oh, clean nights, don't need no Smirnoff
My bro's bussing and it's sawed-off
Drove by your funeral just to p*ss in the ditch, I'm not remiss
I never miss
Oh, no-no-no
Oh, no, never miss
Call me Miss Never Miss