I this letter girl her name is
She's the wackest on the rap scene
The faggot is a drag queen
I this letter girl her name is Max ine
I call this letter girl her name is Maxine
I call this letter girl her name is Maxine
Listen he's straight black
He's a prepaid cat, tryna T -Pain tracks
Never been fly, I just call him TJ Maxx
It's a fact, he's a duck,
I ain't somebody you can touch
You know what? It's a body
till somebody shut him up
I thought Mar -D pittin' you
You thought you was slottin' 22 bitches
you gotta get 22 stitches
Ridiculous, he get slick,
over beefin' with your owner
I ain't with the battle rap beefin'
But it's that time of the month
I had this maxi pad bleedin'
I'm lyrically great, you got cake
I'm gettin' six -digit tape,
Instead of gappin' to the fans
While I show the paperwork
on how you ratted on your man
It's only the second round.
We got ten more rounds to go, baby
Cuz somebody please tell Maxine
It's not looking too good, huh?
Should have never saved my name
Now I'm proud to the wheels fall off
Smashing on these cockroaches man
Send a crack on a motherfucking way