"Hello, Hi" lyrics
(SHYY)
Yeah
I know pain and scars, I know martial arts
Thank God I made it, mashallah
Noisin' up the whole street anytime I start my car
Neighbors can't believe how a black woman got this far
But they rate it still, I was chasin' dangerous thrills
Got a pen that's pumpin' iron the way it's writin' stainless steel
Heard the beat and it gave me chills
Right place at the right time and it's time I let my paint spill
I ain't gotta be what they on or be in the latest drop
I just want my ends and I want Miu Miu with the same damn bop
Tell me why they all dress the same, carbon copy thesis
I cut you with a Japanese silhouette, I know you ain't never seen these pieces
SS Simz '25, you ain't never seen this season
Takin' it to another level this year and I got every reason
I feel like I'm the best, so I gotta channel the feelin'
For the wicked, there's no rest, believe it
I'm a grown-ass woman, mind where you step
I got enough batty, I got enough breasts
I know how to make a house into a home, when he come home, food set
Let her cook, but my man is a Michelin-star chef
Grown folks in this house doin' grown folkness
They talk on my name but that's minor, it's minute
I know my shit intelligent and it don't work for your IQ
They told you I'm humble, well, fuck that, you've been lied to
They make it to the top, then add water and dilute
My shit has a standard, I couldn't slip if I tried to
I'm too street-wise to get wrapped up in the industry typhoon
Easy enough for me to do them but they can't do what I do
They can't move how I move, huh, yeah
Too much I can brag about, too much of winnin' these haters is mad about
'90s baby, fatherless child, but who would I be if I did have my dad around?
These days, gotta use cold words talkin', who would I snap if I did have my camera?
Who you know mixin' genres like me? Do you not get it?
I am the baddest out, yes, I am the illest, in Cartier spending my shillings
Sis said, "Why do you buy this stuff?" I just like it, innit
My diamonds and entertainment, sometimes dancin', sometimes singin'
Everybody we know is sinnin', shit, that's for livin'
Yeah
I know pain and scars, I know martial arts
Thank God I made it, mashallah
Noisin' up the whole street anytime I start my car
Neighbors can't believe how a black woman got this far
But they rate it still, I was chasin' dangerous thrills
Got a pen that's pumpin' iron the way it's writin' stainless steel
Heard the beat and it gave me chills
Right place at the right time and it's time I let my paint spill
I ain't gotta be what they on or be in the latest drop
I just want my ends and I want Miu Miu with the same damn bop
Tell me why they all dress the same, carbon copy thesis
I cut you with a Japanese silhouette, I know you ain't never seen these pieces
SS Simz '25, you ain't never seen this season
Takin' it to another level this year and I got every reason
I feel like I'm the best, so I gotta channel the feelin'
For the wicked, there's no rest, believe it
I'm a grown-ass woman, mind where you step
I got enough batty, I got enough breasts
I know how to make a house into a home, when he come home, food set
Let her cook, but my man is a Michelin-star chef
Grown folks in this house doin' grown folkness
They talk on my name but that's minor, it's minute
I know my shit intelligent and it don't work for your IQ
They told you I'm humble, well, fuck that, you've been lied to
They make it to the top, then add water and dilute
My shit has a standard, I couldn't slip if I tried to
I'm too street-wise to get wrapped up in the industry typhoon
Easy enough for me to do them but they can't do what I do
They can't move how I move, huh, yeah
Too much I can brag about, too much of winnin' these haters is mad about
'90s baby, fatherless child, but who would I be if I did have my dad around?
These days, gotta use cold words talkin', who would I snap if I did have my camera?
Who you know mixin' genres like me? Do you not get it?
I am the baddest out, yes, I am the illest, in Cartier spending my shillings
Sis said, "Why do you buy this stuff?" I just like it, innit
My diamonds and entertainment, sometimes dancin', sometimes singin'
Everybody we know is sinnin', shit, that's for livin'
