[Intro: Vicki Vox, Xavy Rusan]
Ooh, ah
Ayy
(Oh yeah yeah yeah)
Look
Ayy, um

[Chorus: Xavy Rusan, Vicki Vox]
Bread it up like sandwich down, bitch, are you okay?
Workin' on my tat trick, hat trick, for your hoe's sake
Stuntin' like I better be recipe for my own cake
Heavenly, my pedigree better meet for my own sake (For my own sake)
Bread it up like, sandwich, down, bitch, are you okay? (Okay, yeah)
Workin' on my tat trick, hat trick for your hoe's sake (For your sake)
Stuntin' like I better be recipe for my own cake (For my own cake, yeah)
Heavenly, my pedigree better meet for my (For my-)

[Verse 1: Tilden Parc, Vicki Vox]
Look
Drip on me puddlin'
Vibe hella spiritual
My life did one-eighty
Lowkey a miracle
Pull up
Lookin' spacey up in the coupe, but it feel like a spaceship (Ooh, oohoo, hoo, aw, yeah)
I'm floatin', I'm faded
You know the vibe (It's lit), it's love when I slide
Baddie on call, say she fuck with my type
But I hit decline 'cause I'm one of a kind
I got a Queen and she give me the Lotus, it feel like Euphoria
Feel like I'm royalty
I need the royalties
Real n***as, shit with the notary
I work on the form, 'round the tick of the watch like it's four of me (Four of me …)
Yeah (Wave)
I'm off of that full roses, when I'm in the mode, it feel like nobody as cold as me, hah
If you talkin' that real shit, it's love like it's 'posed to be
[Verse 2: Xavy Rusan, Vicki Vox]
Love like it's 'posed to be
Blessin' the people who close to me
Vile like a rosary
See-through these n***as like hosiery
Feel like they hoes to me, feel like he chosen me
God just been holdin' me
'Member them, teachers was scoldin' me
Back when the old me was young and depressed
I just wish he could sit down and speak with the older me
Guess I controllin' me
Cold as they (Aw) made me, spiritually old as a baby (Ayy), I'm feelin' the greatest
I know every true sold (Aw, yeah), you gon' get what he told you
Don't let him decide what your fate is
Faithfully walk through the heat of the flame (Aw, yeah) When you speakin' my name, it'll shake shit (Oh, yeah, yeah)
Truthfully, I'm goin' ape shit
'Bout to break the mold like a shapeshift, I'm- (Yeah)

[Chorus: Xavy Rusan, Vicki Vox]
Bread it up like sandwich down, bitch, are you okay?
Workin' on my tat trick, hat trick, for your hoe's sake
Stuntin' like I better be, recipe for my own cake
Heavenly, my pedigree better meet for my own sake (For my own sake)
Bread it up like sandwich down, bitch, are you okay? (Okay, yeah)
Workin' on my tat trick, hat trick, for your hoe's sake (For your sake)
Stuntin' like I better be recipe for my own cake (For my own cake, yeah)
Heavenly, my pedigree better meet for my own sake (For my own sake …)