I stay runnin, after, you
I be on your line
Its hard to keep track of you
Girl i can't keep up


If you ask me I'm DOWN
I promise I'll try
But I cant keep up
i can't keep up with you



Divaaa...
Im the 5'5 cutie, brown eyes,
tight booty, Round thighs,
in the studio, my mic sounds nice
in n out then i Bounce like.....

I don't be where yall go,
yall know, i got raw flow
that takes me round the world like where's Waldo
Flexin, textin so fast ya neck spin...
Next him, cuz My phone is my best friend

I get the most love.. on the Worst app
but i was like like likin all your Thirst traps
you Dm slide.. so i Flirt back...
now we hangin like my Purse strap

then its like, tell ya ex take a Dirt nap....
Hashtag.. witcha Birdass
First class, i deserve that
had to let em go, cuz he think Earth flat


Who you lovin, who you wanna be huggin...UH
You be buggin, you just gon keep frontin
Punk.. Actin like you aint Missin this
I only took you back cuz i Listened to sis
if u Lucky, I'll bring u on Tour wit me
Yes ima Diva, i be on my Foreign thing
Eating eggs florentine, while we quarantine
and at night, the room lookin like a
Horror scene

Thats right... lookin like you Got bodied
I do the trust fall knowin that God got me
Pot brownies... and hot tatis.....
in the sauna playin Sade... Bob Marley

You probably cant keep up with Diva.... 
I grab my passport and visa I'll leave ya
gone somewhere with my feet and my weave up
high on life, weed and tequila