[stop.]

Stop asking me bout my genre,

I don't fuck around with that, I don't got one

I'm the DJ, play what I wanna

Don't come up without some marijuana

Hit the decks, I'm black and i'm blonde, yeah

I forget what planet i'm on, yeah

I'm a Lion, and you're a Fawn, yeah

My life's a movie, call me Jane Fonda

Ahem.

I am the biggest fish in my pond yeah

Fairy dust, I'll sprinkle it on yeah

I been fuckin with sprites and the monsters

I might see you tonight if i'm on one

Go back to alaska!

Make me a sandwich

make me a rapper

I am Ananda

got fast hands

And a hat that's dapper

Let me see your hands up

Music is the Answer
I don't have a plan but

I don't have a man

Guess I can, but i'd rather

Cook, clean, do everything that I can, first

What's in the sauce?

Man, I want all of it

How much did it cost?

Oh, not much just

all of my pesos

Give me all your money!

Give me all your love—

I'm like what?

Shut the fuck up and get in the trunk

Lets go for a ride

I got up to high,

then i died

can't hide—

Wh you always wanna fight

Why'd you look into my eyes

Why'd you stay up all night

Gotta get this shit right

Got a bag of supplies

Got a book of advice

I got tracks I gotta write

In the trap, but it's nice

Now I'm trapped like a fly

and the spider said “write”

I just left, took a right

Must be nice being white

Or at least light skinned

Don't need a knight in

Armor that shines,

I'm a rock, you're a kite

Up at night, I'm a flight risk

You're on the no fly list

And i'm just fly, sis

I'm not black, i'm not white kids

nobody else could write this

Never in my life could