E.4.Ev’Re1

Divalisous 3 Song [Intro] Yeah. I came for the crown, so tell ’em tighten it up. These claws ain’t decoration. [Verse 1] Walk in, no warning, whole room get tense, I don’t need validation, I got common sense. You talk big online, then get quiet in person, I don’t gotta drag you, your whole act do the workin’. Face card clean but the mouth still reckless, If I said it, I meant it, don’t need no edits. I don’t do fake love, I can smell that shit, You can smile in my face, I still know who switched. I came for the top, I ain’t asking who next, If the shoe fit, bitch, lace that mess. Everybody got teeth till somebody get bit, Everybody want smoke till I walk in this bitch. I don’t bark for attention, I move when it matters, You built your whole image, I’m here to shatter it. Claws stay sharp, manicure still fresh, I can look this good and still be a threat. [Hook] I came for the crown, better hold that bitch steady, You hoes look cute, but you don’t look ready. Claws out, lips glossed, still move deadly, They ain’t just for show, bitch, don’t tempt me. I came for the crown, better hold that bitch steady, Talk slick now, we can see if you’re ready. Pretty don’t mean soft, don’t ever forget me, These claws ain’t for lookin’ pretty. [Verse 2] I been outside, I don’t live in the comments, Your whole personality built off compliments. I don’t need a crowd tellin’ me I’m that bitch, I knew that before y’all caught onto the shit. Keep my name out your mouth if your teeth too weak, You can throw little shots, but they land too cheap. I don’t beef with girls I wouldn’t trade lives with, That alone cuts half of y’all off my list. You rehearse that attitude, mine came natural, Yours look good posed, mine get practical. I don’t need ten friends screaming “period” behind me, One stare from me and suddenly everybody tidy. Don’t confuse being loud with actually being hard, Half these bitches got bite marks on borrowed bars. I got a bad little habit of saying too much, But every time I go too far, it still ain’t enough. [Hook] I came for the crown, better hold that bitch steady, You hoes look cute, but you don’t look ready. Claws out, lips glossed, still move deadly, They ain’t just for show, bitch, don’t tempt me. I came for the crown, better hold that bitch steady, Talk slick now, we can see if you’re ready. Pretty don’t mean soft, don’t ever forget me, These claws ain’t for lookin’ pretty. [Verse 3] I don’t enter rooms tryna make new friends, I’m looking at the throne like, “Who sittin’ in it?” Move. I’m not mean, I’m observant, You just hate when the read get surgical. You got confidence, cute, but is it refundable? ’Cause the second I arrive, yours look returnable. I don’t need to raise my voice to embarrass a bitch, I can do that real calm with a flick of the wrist. You can keep your little crown if it came with applause, I want the one they hand over when they run outta options. I got nerve, bad manners, and excellent taste, If you step in my lane, better pick up the pace. Ain’t no fairy-tale ending, no kiss, no confetti, Just me taking what’s mine. Hope you bitches came ready. [Final Hook] I came for the crown, better hold that bitch steady, You hoes look cute, but you don’t look ready. Claws out, lips glossed, still move deadly, They ain’t just for show, bitch, don’t tempt me. I came for the crown, and I came real petty, Whole room watching, yeah, I know they let me. Pretty don’t mean soft, get that through your head, And these claws are rated E for EVERYONE Period. Per