Ski Beatz - 22 Bars lyrics

[Intro] Indi-go-gone-Bang It's the Modern day Ms. Dorothy Dandridge Switched up the style these b**hes can't stand it We the real f**ing stars n***a pan it to the right My style is tight, my flow is meaner Demeanor of a singer but an emcee Indigo Bang five foot hot spitter no kidder (Talking) Wait HQ! Switch that sh** up Like, I need some hip hop sh**, hip hop sh** Just drop that sh** right now Ooooou yes yes f**ing with it It's the Modern day Ms. Dorothy Dandridge Switched up the style these b**hes can't stand it (repeat) We the real f**ing stars n***a pan it to the right My style is tight, my flow is meaner Demeanor of a singer but an emcee Indigo Bang five-foot, hot spitter, no kidder Let me make myself clearer, I wake and I bake and I dream kites My n***as stacking figures did you overlook my titties Cause my flow be high sidity in the city of Atlanta though Check the stats b**h what's the score We winning, bring events to an ending My words are unforgiven I'm the Queen of the city The Queen of the South Yeah, I said it out my mouth, I can back it up Watch me stack it up, Bang Bang, Back it up Clap it up, give it up to the illest spitting She a vixen with constriction on her word play Last name Bang k**ing these b**hes call me Gunplay We gonna make it out this struggle n***a n***a one day one day Move to a place where it's sunny sunny Shot out to my crew PAAKK coming coming man (Talking) Ya'll thought I was just going to give you 22 Bars Man f** that I'm just a young b**h dreaming Balling on these b**hes Kobe season My voice is pleasing-ing Queen of the South now you seeing-ing You want to be her and dream kites and sh** On that fashion sh** straight smashing sh** No cla** and sh**, simplicity is a bliss ya bish f** how I come off Every song I write, I drop, I f**ing go off You f**ing show off I hit the spliff than I co-ough I made myself a bo-oss I want the fame what's the co-ost I'm trying to floss Riding through my city man my leather so soft Indigo Bang hot sh**, hot sauce f**ing with my rhymes anybody I will toss I'm that pretty muthaf**er in that blue lip gloss She a beast if you her off the leash Crazy, dangerous these b**hes all scared of us They strangerous, we rebellious, no changing us From the struggling we savages Dreams of Louis V baggages I'm taking my momma them shopping they snagging sh** They say I know you a star keep going and sh** Indigo in this b**h but Bet you ain't know I could flow Just made your f**ing mouth hit your f**ing toe Yeah I'm bout to blow And if you ain't running with it run from it Imma Imma Top spitter her flow is iller I suggest you roll with the click? b**h who you with? Indigo Bang her flow is sick I suggest you roll with the click PAAKK who you with? Indigo Bang her flow is sick I suggest you roll with the click b**h who you with? Who you with? Who ya'll with? f** with me, Indigo Bang Yes! Yes! Atlanta has a Queen, Yes! Yes!