What? ...the fuck you mean “calm down”. Bitch you know who I am? I’m catchin’ charges! (aye!) I’m catchin’ charges! (aye!) I’m catchin’ charges! (aye!) WHERE MY NU CREW AT?! (I’M CATCHIN’ CHARGES! Oh...It’s over. This means war. Imma raise some hell on this train, We on the Yamanote, you know I’m finna do my thang. Thought Blondie was done? Tell the luddites boo-hoo, Whole damn world got opinions — Bitch, that’s old news As if I owe anybody an apology for my shit, hoe Five minutes left ’fore I’m losin’ my shit, tho keep runnin’ your mouth like you’re dying for attention, I’m one highball from police intervention Next stop? What? You wanna keep talking that shit? Don't have to ask me twice, that you wanna get hit Pick where you’re walkin’. I got places to be, Goddesszilla out to play Gets assault, 3rd degree Blonde hair, eyes gold, mugshot flash bright, Still look fuckin’ gorgeous lit by emergency lights. One heel on the curb, cig hangin’ from my lips, Cops say, “Ma’am, calm down”— “Wrong choice of words, trick” Osaka-born problem with a mouth full of venom, Walk into the club and the problems come with ’em. Bartender knows me on a first name basis , Probably put his kid through school, cuz I’m gracious They say, “Shoko, behave.” I say, “Define it.” boss says stay out of trouble, But then I find it. Security yelling, I’m waving from the roof, You got CCTV? Cool. Get my good side for the proof. Trespass warning folded up in my purse, Last call came and somehow shit got worse. Red lights behind me, foot still on the gas— I’m the one they call trouble but I still got class I’m catchin’ charges! (aye!) I’m catchin’ charges! (aye!) I’m catchin’ charges! (aye!) WHERE MY NU CREW AT?! (I’M CATCHIN’ CHARGES!) I’m catchin’ charges! (aye!) I’m catchin’ charges! (aye!) I’m catchin’ charges! (aye!) WHERE MY NU CREW AT?! (I’M CATCHIN’ CHARGES! I’M CATCHIN’ CHARGES! Drunk by two, loud by three, Four A.M. yellin’, “WHO THE HELL WANNA FUCK WITH ME?!” Five-oh pull up lookin tired and stingy, I’m leaning out the window like— “AYYY Yo hol up! That’s my main bitch Shinji ” No remorse, bad decisions, Every night another fuckin’ exhibition. Court date? Babe, put it in my planner. Walk into an arraignment. Hungover with glamour BAD BITCH. No permit. BAD MOUTH. Still in it. BAD NIGHT. Don’t remember. Ask my lawyer—Court's December Blue lights—Freeze Mug Shot—Pose Fingerprints?Fresh manicure, Don’t fuck up my nails, bro. Read me my rights— Yeah, yeah, heard it all before. You gonna cuff me or keep flirting? I know i'm fucking hot, get your jaw off the floor I’m catchin’ charges! (aye!) I’m catchin’ charges! (aye!) I’m catchin’ charges! (aye!) WHERE MY NU CREW AT?! (I’M CATCHIN’ CHARGES! I’M CATCHIN’ CHARGES! Kansai queen, attitude could be better drinks go down like a personal vendetta Smoke in my lungs, gold in my stare, Everybody gangsta ’til Blondie gets there. I don’t need a crown, got a plea deal instead. Bad reputation and 8 warrants on my head. Been eighty-sixed from half the clubs in town, Other half still let me in ’cause I throw cash around. Blacklist thick but the guest list get longer, More “Shoko, what the fuck?!” when the drinks get stronger. cuffs hit my wrists, still posing for the gram— House-arrest bracelet? Bitch, I made it match the glam. Boooooring. I’m an HR seminar with legs and huge tits, A walking warning label who can actually spit. They say “learn your lesson” every goddamn time— Baby, if I learned my lesson, What the fuck would I rhyme? Public nuisance, noise complaint, Trespass notice —bitch, I ain’t. “Failure to comply?” That sounds subjective. “Disorderly conduct?” thats my prime directive Cop got a notebook, writing real fast, Better spell my name right or you can kiss my ass M-A-T-S-U— Wait bitch who the fuck is you Your boss can look me up That’s cute you must be new bad decisions all caught in 4k You wanna fuck with me we can skip the foreplay Tomorrow morning trending Number 1 on worldstar Tonight I trade my whip for that black and white car. Windows down—Hair blowing—Still talking shit Car going —downtown—but if the glove don't fit then you must acquit I’m catchin’ charges! (AYE!) I’m catchin’ charges! (AYE!) I’m catchin’ charges! (AYE!) WHERE MY NU CREW AT?! I’m catchin’ charges! (AYE!) Cuffs on tight but the grin stays gorgeous, Read me rights—my rap sheet’s enormous . Flash those lights, babe, everybody record this— I’m the badass bitch who turns charges to a chorus well..I’m catchin’ charges aye I’m catchin’ charges.
