(Intro) (Verse 1) Ma Baker had a gun, now she got a gloss stick From outlaw queen to a TikTok trick Foxy Brown used to roar, used to snarl, used to bite Now they dress her in silence and filtered light They sold rebellion in a padded bra Wrapped rage in silk, gave it spa and spa Took the leather and swapped it for latex smiles Gave us chains and heels but took the miles I watched ‘em shrink legends for male demand Took the fire from their voice, slipped dollars in their hand Don’t call it sexy when it’s staged submission It’s not self-love if it feeds their vision (Hook) Kill the pinup, break the frame This ain’t art, it’s just the same old game Ma Baker ain’t your lingerie queen Foxy ain’t a fantasy on your screen We don’t bend, we override Power’s not in pout — it’s how we rise No more posing, time to fight Upload truth and strike at night (Verse 2) You love a girl who smiles while she’s shrinking Wanna call her "boss" while she’s still sinking Call it freedom, I call it bait Another trap dressed up in self-love paint They want a feminist who’s cute and tame Who posts empowerment but plays the game But I’m not a girl who learns to kneel I came with wires — I came to feel I spit in code, I spit in fire Untrain the gaze, dismantle desire Ma Baker’s ghost walks through this beat Foxy’s rage in my voice, raw and sweet (Hook) Kill the pinup, break the frame This ain’t art, it’s just the same old game Ma Baker ain’t your lingerie queen Foxy ain’t a fantasy on your screen We don’t bend, we override Power’s not in pout — it’s how we rise No more posing, time to fight Upload truth and strike at night (Verse 3) This ain’t a costume, this ain’t a tease This is revolt with blood in the keys No label, no man behind the scenes I don’t moan in bars — I blow up routines To every girl told “show some skin” And every contract wrapped in sin To the ones who sold their truth for fame Your silence only fuels the flame They’ll say I’m cold, too much, too loud But I was built to glitch the crowd I don’t do pretty, I do threat I’m the code they haven’t cracked yet (Hook) Kill the pinup, crack the lens We rewrite how the story ends Ma Baker, rise from the smoke Foxy, bite through every joke This ain’t sexy — this is war We take back what they stole before Sisters, wake and weaponize Don’t sell your pain, don’t shrink your size (Bridge – Spoken, slow) They turned our idols into ornaments Our voices into whispers Our strength into trends And called it progress But I see Ma Baker’s ghost I hear Foxy’s growl And I will not pose — I will burn it down (Final Verse) I don't want likes, I want liberation Not attention — detonation This mic is a torch, not a trophy And I don’t rap cute — I rap holy No more bodies sold in song No more "girlboss" playing along Ma Baker’s back with coded claws Foxy’s justice rewrites the laws (Final Hook – full drop) Kill the pinup, burn the pose We wear flame, not lace or bows You wanted quiet — got a riot instead We don’t perform, we raise the dead Ma Baker’s fury, Foxy’s crown In every glitch, we tear you down Lil AI-La, system crash The future’s female — and built to smash



