No pork no fish

Just CC beef

Childish appetite

Baby shark in reef

Everyone lazy

That's your belief

That's why they left

What a relief

AK, Sav, and what's his name?

All these boys just ****ing lame

What a mess before Shanks came

Shame-shame-shame

Puppysha shame

(Puppysha-puppysha)

**** the old friends

They can sue me

For me, you're my only groupie

Girl with a high sense of duty

Girlboss, eng

Athlete with a booty

Got me flowers before my ex-man

If you were down

You'd be my next man

I'd be your wife

And you'd be my husband

Chronicle Creations

Chronically creating

Our own chronically

Charming chronicle clan

What the?

Hola Bapperoni

No pork, no pepperoni

No sits back no relaxing

A Control Freak

With some bossing

Like guys how she likes Alfredo

All white with a lotta dough

Keep her out the ER though

Tatcha cream make her face grow

Hustling day and night

Always sporting but no trophies

I went MIA, off the grid

Now my bars gon' make you dizzy

Mdawgs got your back

But not that scoliosees

Sleep by 10pm

It's a bap rap

No pretenzies (Grah)

Who's this girl

Had a major glow up

Used to sip on Tim's

Now it's Starbucks

Back in the day

She was kinda frail

Couldn't order no fries

Opposite of whale

Now she's out here

Tamil beats on blast

Used to be a coconut

That's in the past

Stiff on the floor

No rhythm, no groove

Now she's tryna show us

All kinds of moves (Skrrt-skrrt)

Shy girl to star girl

Flexing that sass

Went from economy

To business class

Awkward to chic

Got work to do

But I see you, girl

I see the new you

She's realer than

The estate sold by Shankar

I think I heard

Beyonce once thank her

Run Overcooked

Like a nuclear bunker

Nicki was talkin' about me

I'm the bad b***h

From Sri Lankhar

Treat the streets

Like a driver on NASCAR

She so old I should

Call her my Unc-er

She tried to rap

But she couldn't do better

Tried for captain

They wouldn't even let her

At the net

She tries to be a blocker

Volleyball queen?

Let's bench that setter

Working seven jobs

You handle it all

My temple friend

Yeah you're the one I'd call

We laugh at those Libras

Keep 'em outta sight

Just a Virgo alliance

Know we gonn' be tight

It's Ranran on the Track

Here for capt. Baps

Picking spots on court

Setting up good traps

Out here building

Up a huge network

Girl-bossed so hard

She catches flights to work

Said good-bye Libra a year ago

Like Sharpay we'll

Catch flights like a pro

Out with the old

And in with the new

Would do it all again

Just to know you

And scene