[Hazel]

Selling merch, no hoe, go the church (yeah, yeah)

Put a prayer on the top like a bitch (yeah, yeah)

Gang shit being wet like a perch (yeah, yeah)

But Imma take off like the muthafuckin lurch (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1]

Watch me at the top, glitter on the cut crease (bitch)

When I pull up with the ice, go keep on freeze (prrrr)

Flow harder, faster than the hot heels, feels (ooh, ooh)

Can't be real on the red heels, please let it tease (red bottoms, yeah)

Flashing with lights like a saint, put a remark paint

On ya head, smelling blue like a silver chain (bling, bling)

Fuck around, it's the hate on the fucking train

Drip like I rain, think I fade? no bitch I ain't

This game is a crib, yeah, yeah I'm the resident (resident)

You a damn princess I'm the brown president (Barack Obama)

These words be the evidence, sum arrogance

Sum elegance, drinking rhymes like an elephant (ooh, yeah)

Watch me swerve on the title, keeping up some fighters (fighters)

Raising as a girl made me thrilla, yeah, Micheal (MJ)

Let me help you, by adding the subtitles

Don't keep a track or you gon' be suicidal (kill yourself)

You be hating ass hitta, you be Joe Budden (bitch n*gga)

Don't press on these buttons, light like the cottons (yeah)

My lips are mad sexy, use sum cherry puckers (pout sounds)

If I drag you, you gon be a mad, mad mudder

[Bridge]

Where's yo mother, is she out the like a cutter?

Brought the fucking blanks, cuz I need big ass cuddlers

Keep the growing, no game for snitches or the Lil toddlers

Bruddas or the hittas, maybe riders, beatles or the bubbles (ah)

[Verse 2]

Eating some good pudding, hoodie on my boodie (yeah)

Riding on the bike like I'm ready, forgive me daddy

All the shit I be lately doing maybe

No Fendi nor Gucci, only good vibes or good energy (energy, bitch)

Writing verses like pretty strong medicine (medicine)

IG being priv, let in sum sum good'ers in (fucking haters)

I hate ghosts, I don't fuck with the guy, Pardison

I put shimmer on the game like the baddie Edison

Riding on the Italian, big one, ain't the pizza

He be trifling on me like a huge good Giza

He full of typa shit, he a whole dark mezza (mezza)

Fully controlled, he call me queen Massah

[Bridge 2]

Mark my words, keep two worlds

Get them reversed, cursed verse

Open yo mind, get clean, kiss his curls

Burst feelings, hide yo purse

Stupid girls on the burns

Never learns, always turns, never earns, yeah

So shook got the lace, like I'm on the road race

Put them Spalm on my face, palms to the grace (to the grace, bitch!)

Vera put you down, calms you like a collard haze (collard haze)

Cuz I'm a Hazel Haze, blasting like a bold case (hey, y'all)

I ain't rookie, I ain't the rookie Mira (baller)

I don't need any man cuz I'm a pretty baller (hazel, yeah)

Peep the bronze glow, let me say, bitch Hola Hola

No advice, honey, only get some good dollars (only money, bitch)

All these bitches coming through my veins

[Outro talks] [F2R]

Mother, freak!