[Vocorder]   Charli, Charli   Charli, Charli      [Charli Baltimore]   What      (Chorus)   [Charli Baltimore]   Who got the 6 foot 9 niggas loving the thang?   Charli, Charli   Floor seats to the Sixers game?   Charli, Charli   Chicks screaming cause they loving the name?   Charli, Charli   Say my name   Charli, Charli   Say my name      [Charli Baltimore]   Flows tumble down like an avalanche   Who ride and murder tracks like an ambulance?   Still rap like I never stepped off for a sec   I'm back and this rap shit just be getting me wet   Y'all know Charli, sorry   For your unbelief   So much 'tude on y'all like a Diva   No nigga rhyme tighter   Flow sicker, limelighter   Fans need her (yeah she still off the meter)   Hating chicks sick like *cough* she a trick   What y'all know about me   To flow about me   Who be V.I.P   In films with Spike Lee   PHILLY, PHILLY   In case you wanna know where I be   Hold it down for the rest of the peeps   Blessing the streets   BANG, BANG   I'm next in the beat   HUH, HUH   Put your money on Chuck   Cause I'm destine to beat   The fuck y'all know about me      (Chorus)      (Bridge)   [Charli Baltimore]   All my thugs flipping pack money   Living it up   Angels taking it without giving it up   What the fuck   Sheer thongs and we big in the butt   What, what you know y'all feel this   Y'all know who the real is      [Charli Baltimore]   It ain't enough that I paid my dues   Learn the game    Whole world learn the name   Talk greasy but I earn my fame   What Chicks don't know that the chick so low   Shit earning to claim    Ain't drop but I'm sophomore in this   Like not that bitch Baltimore on this   Any hate, uh, give more the shit   More to spit, incase you don't know how I rip   Red head still, thorough bread streets West Phil   Left field, came from that, huh, blaze the track   My angels dust hot baby plain as that   Oh he wanna holler blame the rap   Again, second wind now   Back in the game   Still reign   Body parts still remain the same    Feel me up   Fell the cupboard   Fill the cup with Cosmos, A laze, and such   Mix it up, we sick with it enough      (Chorus)      (Bridge)      [Charli Baltimore]   Play to win   Who got heat with it?   We can take it back to Vaseline on our face, you street with it?   Ride hard till I die hard like Bruce Will, whatever   A buck five hundred thou two mill   So long as somebody fuck with me and my Angels   Getting their wings long as the stuck with me   On my peace to those who occasionally waited for me   Screw face and any motherfucker hating on me   Got nothing but love   Ride 'burbans on nothing but dubs   No arena shows nothing but clubs   No sweet niggas nothing but thugs   Nothing I duds   Lame niggas say the name uh      (Chorus)      (Bridge)