Canada Goose lyrics

[Verse]
Fresh out the botanica
Smelling like rose and canela
Still got the cannon, I'll put it out and I'll blam on ya
Pick off your plumage and put it up in the Canada Goose
You n*ggas soft, you little n*ggas ain't man enough
Uh, you n*ggas must have forgot
I'm a little shiesty Harlem b*tch
I'm straight from the block
Set a n*gga up, rob him his chain and his gwap
n*ggas, when the cats away, the meeces'll plot
I'm a mermaid, b*tch, you're just a beach bum
n*ggas sucking di*k for a deal and a chain
But I ride 'til I die, they bustin butt for some fame
All that black power money spent on white n*ggas names
Little Italy, mobsters eatin' pizza
I'll shoot 'em to the left, I'm leanin' like the tower Pisa
Real spiritual b*tch, but I'll get it evil with it
Clairvoyant, I can clearly see your next move
You's a b*tch n*gga, I know how a b*tch move
Watch him runnin' down the block when that stick boom
You be working with the cops with them little goons
Now you on the f*cking front news
n*gga you ain't wild, you a little f*cking Looney Tune
You a pawn, eat you early in a chess game
And I'm queen, I ain't leaving 'til it's checkmate
And the check made, n*gga give me check paid
Get them checks, n*gga, you a wreck n*gga
Little b*tches ain't build for the scrimmage b*tches
Y'all ain't rappin', y'all ain't graphic', ya'll ain't clappin'
I done "ride 'til I died" and I've risen from flames
Pretty eyes, pretty thighs, lil' chocolate frame
I fit the work in the Jeep and they drive it to Maine
Baking pies everyday like I'm Miss Sarah Jane
Betty Crock with the pot
Put ya shoulder to shame
Makin' moves on the block, makin' moves in the game
Got a dude in the mountains with some billionaire change
f*ck what you saying, f*ck what they heard, f*ck what you heard
Your n*gga's a bird, these b*tches is birds
Yes it's the word, yeah that's my word
Don't let me catch you lackin'
Don't let me catch you lackin'
When I wake up from this cat nap
I'mma f*ck you n*ggas up