Whitney peyton

Break the frame (intro)

Whitney peyton
My name ring bells like ring-a-ling
They mad even when I don't sing a thing
Say I'm a man, 'cause I dress tomboy
Well, go ahead, suck my ding-a-ling
If not, then, bitch, get lost
I ain't here just to get you off
I'm droppin' somethin' heavy
Like I just lifted Ricky Ross

I'm this-that white trash
Been hearin' all this riff-raff, been hearin' all this chit-chat
I've been workin', while you sit back
I don't give a damn where your head's at
Like what you sayin', so step back
You really think I'm sittin' here, cryin' like
I can't believe that they said

Yo, hell no
Get a grip, that shit don't phase me a little bit
G-E-T-G-O-N-E that's "get gone" if you illiterate
'Cause I ain't got no time, I'm always on my grind
My resume' speaks for itself I could make it as a mime

Uh, okay you used to blow me off
Then, that changed you wanna' know me, ha

Mad, 'cause now I'm comin' up
You ain't with me, bro you dumb as fuck
I can't help that I'm hot right now
You water down, you rub it up
I'm the shit bubble guts
I make 'em jump double dutch
I stay 50 plus 50, yo go ahead, sum it up

No chill, benzos that's my MO
Industry won't let me in, no love friend zone
I'm just doin' me, I'm out here tryin' to make a name
If you try to put me in a box
I'm bound to break the frame

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