FUCK FEMALES

[HOOK — IMMEDIATE / CHANT] Fuck females— Nah, fuck the games. Cute face, fake grace, same tricks, new name. Talk slick, act sweet, then switch up the frame. Fuck females— Nah, fuck the games. Big mouth, big mood, little brain, big claims. “Where you at?” “Who she is?” Girl, stay in your lane. Fuck females— Nah, fuck the games. [VERSE 1 — RAPID / TIGHT RHYME] Pretty face, petty ways, pretty lies, different phase. Lip gloss, TikTok, two-faced, switch-flop, “I'm chill”— then the whole damn shit gets flipped off. Cute dress, rude text, new test, who's next? “I'm not jealous.” Girl, please. You typed three paragraphs with seventeen exclamation points. That's not jealousy— that's a fucking thesis. Sweet tone, mean bone, phone glow, creep mode. “Who's that girl?” Girl— Google exists. Fast talk, backtrack, clapback, snapback. You said you don't care— then wrote me a paragraph. [BEAT CUT] That's adorable. [HOOK — HARD] Fuck females— Nah, fuck the games. Cute face, fake grace, same tricks, new name. Talk slick, act sweet, then switch up the frame. Fuck females— Nah, fuck the games. [VERSE 2 — FASTER / TONGUE-TWISTER] Pretty little problem with a polished presentation, perfect pronunciation, terrible communication. Quick accusation, zero hesitation, turn a five-minute silence into a full investigation. “Why'd you like that?” “Why'd she comment?” “Why'd you follow?” “Why'd you want it?” Damn— interrogation. No warrant, no statement, just vibes and speculation. Cold face, bold claim, old game, same name. One minute: “Leave.” Next minute: “Stay.” Five minutes later: “Why'd you walk away?” Pick a side. Pick a lane. Pick a mood. Pick a day. Don't pick fights then act surprised when I don't play. [FLOW SWITCH — DOUBLE TIME] Quick wit, slick lips, cheap tricks, rich drip. Fake laugh, fake flex, fake love, fake text. “Raven, you changed.” No shit. So did the weather. You brought the chaos— I brought the leather. [BEAT CUT] Not the jacket. The attitude. [HOOK — BIGGER] Fuck females— Nah, fuck the games. Cute face, fake grace, same tricks, new name. Talk slick, act sweet, then switch up the frame. Fuck females— Nah, fuck the games. Big mouth, big mood, little brain, big claims. “Where you at?” “Who she is?” Girl— stay in your lane. [BRIDGE — CALM / MOCKING] And before you start— “Not all women.” Relax. If this ain't you— keep scrolling. If it is— well… that's awkward. [808 DROP] [VERSE 3 — ABSURDLY FAST] Lip gloss, flip-flop, TikTok, wristwatch, three missed calls then a “hey, I miss you” at six o'clock. Switch talk, slick talk, big thoughts, small plot. She wants my attention— baby, buy a billboard. Hot girl, plot twist, soft voice, sharp lips. “I'm different.” Sure. That's what the last six said. New fit, same script, new face, same trip. You don't want a boyfriend— you want a fucking audience. Quick text, long threat, “I'm done,” then “not yet.” Block me, unblock me— make up your damn mindset. Red flag, red dress, red text, red mess. You call it “being honest.” I call it— too much fucking stress. [FINAL BUILD — RHYTHMIC] No chase. No chase. No games. No games. No “baby.” No “maybe.” No paragraphs with twelve different names. You want drama? Go stage it. You want attention? Go claim it. You want Raven? Too late. You played it— I changed it. [BEAT CUT] Now watch me leave. [FINAL HOOK — MAX ENERGY] Fuck females— Nah, fuck the games. Cute face, fake grace, same tricks, new name. Talk slick, act sweet, then switch up the frame. Fuck females— Nah, fuck the games. Big mouth, big mood, little brain, big claims. You wanted confusion? You got it. You wanted attention? You lost it. You wanted me chasing? Stop it. Raven don't chase— Raven **closes the door.** [RAVEN — LOW / SMIRKING] No hard feelings. Just hard boundaries. [FINAL 808 HIT] [HARD BEAT CUT]