On the come up now I got some shit to say
I got numbers now yall wanna work with me
Where were you when I was sending beats for free

Just saying anyway
Men want me dead
They don't like the shit I say
And they all want my producer
Til they find out that it's me
And I'd be lying through my teeth
If I said I wasn't afraid of
Every time I get out my car
And wait to cross the street
Moved to la two years ago
Got a job in a studio
Alone with a man who wanna fuck me out cold
So I wrote fuck with a witch
Tatted on my fuckin wrist
So it goes
Now it's off with his head 'cause I said so
Now they pull the plug when I say so
It'll never be the same
I'll never be the same
Banshee here to stay
Fuck all the other lames
I write this shit for anyone who's been in my place
It's not your fault some bitchass didn't stay in their lane
They can't blame me
They made me this way
They can't blame me
They made me this way