The Pinkprint Freestyle lyrics

[Pt. 1]

[Intro]
I'm talkin' 'bout my brand and you talkin' 'bout your brands
The difference is a lot of MMMMMMMMMMs to your couple hundred grand
Young Money!
Shout out to Lil Wayne for signing a lil chick from Queens
New York City

[Verse 1]
Young ma, it's the female Jay
I'm a brand accordin' to what retail say
Yeah my tours be sellin' out on presale day
Plus I got the title queen stream, press replay
Testified for my n*gga to the DA's face
One time for this super old PA case
I'm still schoolin' b*tches like GA State
And I'ma still ball, call me T.D. Jakes
Bars for years, n*ggas thought I did a bid
I'm draggin' these hoes like Harambe did the kid
Shut the club down, it was poppin' then we slid
I call my pus*y liquor, I ain't talkin' 'bout a swig
But if you thirsty, I own a sangria
Shout out to Fox Brown, I don't mean Pam Grier
I got a sign that say "Lames can't hang here"
Bats eyelashes, blank stare
He be like, "You came?," I be like, "You came?"
He say my ride game smoother than a Muslanne
Every time they count me out I be like, "You sane?"
b*tch I come back like Jordan in his flu game
Every time I shoot it, it be all net
I give him ostrich, that mean all neck
Anything he need, I got on deck
And go to sleep playin' with his ballsack
[Verse 2]
Hahahah... Aaaaah! Rrrrrr...
They wanna know my recipe
They know I ball like the n*ggas at the ES-PYs
Strung out on the pus*y so I call her Crystal Methanine
Shorty tryna give me brain like telepathy
Ayo Sinceré, get Chanel bags
Got a b*tch lookin' like Chanel ads
Chillin' out in dem Beverly Hill pads
I gave b*tches time but they still mad
Si, está loco
If my b*tch don't like you, yo tampoco
Me Dorothy and you Toto
Now put some marshmallows in my cocoa
[Sips] Mmm.. Tastes good... Hahah...
Yo, don't ever talk about Nicki in the past-tense
Unless I fly pass that ass in a fast Bent'
f*ck outta here you dumb b*tch
You know I'm pretty, and I'm witty, and I'm dumb rich
You throw shade, but I sun b*tch
And now you know what I'ma say, you my son, b*tch

[Outro]
Yikes, yikes, yikes, yikes...
Keep me rollin', Juice..
Hold on, hold on, keep me rollin' Juiiiiice..
Like I ain't make all these b*tches want a fat ass at some point
Hahahahahaaaaa
Like I ain't make these b*tches rock pink hair at some point!
Hahahahah! Rrrrr! Oh my God!
Wait, God is good
Lemme, lemme testify, God is good
Shoutout to my fans, I love y'all so much too
I miss y'all so much too
Ooouuu! Hahaha
Ooouuu! Uh!
Like I ain't make a lot of b*tches start spitting metaphors and all of that
Mm, queen back...
[Pt. 2]

[Intro]
Uh, uh, uh, uh ,uh
Turn it up, turn it up in my ear, Juice
Mm, okay, uh, hahahaha, uh
This is only for my bad b*tches, okay

[Hook: Shabba Ranks]
Ting-a-ling a ling, dancehall it swing
DJ head stuck up when dem hear boom riddim
Ting-a-ling a ling, schoolbell it ring
Knife and fork ah fight fi dumplin
Ting-a-ling a ling, dancehall it swing
DJ head stuck up when dem hear boom riddim
Ting-a-ling a ling, schoolbell it ring
Knife and fork ah fight fi dumplin

[Verse]
Uh, uh, uh
I fly like paper, I get high like planes
If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name
I got visas in my name, I got visas in my name
If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name
Th-this is my reign, que-queen is my name
You, dutty gyal, nuh dare in my lane
Watch unu mouth, wa-watch what unu say
This is my game, so watch how unu play
M.I.A., M.I.A., I make b*tches go M.I.A
M.I.A., M.I.A., I make b*tches go M.I.A
M.I.A., M-M-M-M.I.A., I-I-I make b*tches go M.I.A
M.I.A., M.I.A., I make b*tches go M.I.A
Rrrr
[Hook: Shabba Ranks]
Ting-a-ling a ling, dancehall it swing
DJ head stuck up when dem hear boom riddim
Ting-a-ling a ling, schoolbell it ring
Knife and fork ah fight fi dumplin
Ting-a-ling a ling, dancehall it swing
DJ head stuck up when dem hear boom riddim
Ting-a-ling a ling, schoolbell it ring
Knife and fork ah fight fi dumplin

[Outro]
I'm talkin' 'bout my brand and you talkin' 'bout your brands
The difference is a lot of MMMMMMMMMMs to your couple hundred grand
Mm, c'mon! Kyuh