Tyranny Black - HEY DIVA Lyrics

Aye yeah
Uh Uh

While hoes gettin chopped, I'm gon' cook bitch
Hoes weirder than enbies in Bushwick
It's no shade, I love theys with good dick
Shit swole like fresh pumps on new lips
White boy wit a breeding kink and he likes
Threesomes, with Oreos and cream pies
Ya nigga said he blocked and me he lied
We go together like BBLs and knee highs
Bitch bad as f*ck when we link up
Look like the yams and Mac n' cheese touch
I been graduated from bangles
Tiffany diamond shine on my ankles
You could take all of the hormones in Bangkok
You still a pussy to bad girls who bang Glocks
And being a transphobe ain't safe either
I'm at your front door like hey diva

Hey diva
Hey diva
Hey diva
I'm at your front door like
Hey diva
Hey diva
Hey diva
I'm at your front door like

Pullin' up horse powered by Pegasus
TS outside ya residence
Big body black and trans feminine
Could be celibate, I prefer selling it
Dark, smooth Im mixed wit Don Julio
You get masterlocked out ya studio
Never catch me pump in no lame shit
Like 5 hoes all splittin the same dick (ew)
Could be in Rio im still saying esta frio
I'm so Ebony, you look so Nat Geo
Like to watch a girl win and blame luck
Just watch me gettin it in you lame cuck
My goons is all swinging them big blicks
They homos all eying yo dick
And being a transphobe ain't safe either
I'm at your front door like hey diva

Hey diva
Hey diva
Hey diva
I'm at your front door like
Hey diva
Hey diva
Hey diva
I'm at your front door like
Hey diva
Hey diva
Hey diva
I'm at your front door like
Hey diva
Hey diva
Hey diva
I'm at your front door like

Everybody hittin me like whats the tea
And its lookin like the tea is me
Everybody hittin me like whats the tea
And its lookin like Tyranny

Neck cold cause its wrapped in a python
I'm mother, this is from me to Zion
Want beef got a hill you can die on
But first tell your bitch got a dick she can slide on
I been in my bag like I'm shopping consignment
I been doing homework on a sex reassignment
Dressed to kill my accessories violent
We in dark times when sissies ain't stylin
Grip a nine, push pens, and pop tucks
Got enough pussy to get stuffed at potlucks
I just tell a queer to fetch my design
Always in my prime that shit come on time
Got a fresh nunu out ATL
I been on the corner with a dream to sell
I'ma stick the bitch for her clientele
And keep a hoe pressed in they fontanelle
Nikka