Azealia Banks - Canada Goose

Lyrics

Fresh out the botanica
Smelling like rose and canela
Still got the cannon, I'll put it out and I'll blam on ya
Pick of your bloomage put on the Canada Goose
You niggas soft, you little niggas ain't man enough

You niggas must have forgot
I'm a little sheisty Harlem bitch
I'm straight from the block
Set a nigga up, rob him his chain and his guap
Niggas, when the cats away, the meeces will plot

I'm a mermaid and bitch, you're just a beach bum
Niggas sucking dick for a deal and a chain
But I ride 'til i die, they bussin' buffets of fame
All that black power money spent on white niggas names

Little Italy, mosters eatin' pizza
Shoot him to the left and leanin' like the tower of Pisa
Real spiritual bitch, but I get evil with it
Clairvoyant, I can clearly see your next move

You's a bitch nigga, I know how a bitch move
Watch him runnin' down the block when that stick boom
You be working with the cops with your little goons
Uh, now you on the fucking front news

Nigga you ain't proud, you a little fucking Looney Tune
You a pawn, eat you early in a chess game
And I'm queen, I ain't leaving 'til this check mate
In the check made, nigga give me check paid

Get them checks, nigga, you a rat nigga
Little bitches yelling big for the scrimmage bitches
Y'all ain't rappin' ya'll ain't clappin'
Imma ride til i die, and I've risen from flames

Pretty eyes, pretty thighs, little chocolate frame
I get the work in the Jeep and they drive it to me
Baking pies everyday like I'm Miss 
Betty Crock with the pot

Makin moves in the block, makin' moves in the game
Got a dude in the mountains with some billlionaire change
Fuck what you saying, fuck what they heard, fuck what you heard
Your nigga's a bird
These bitches is birds
Less is his word
This is a word
Don't let me catch you lackin'
Don't let me catch you lackin'
When I wake up from this cat nap
I'm a fuck you niggas up...