K the Chosen, Brotherhood, Dorsa Lena, Bvitae, ZHE the Free - Her Anthem Lyrics

Call her Barbara cos she got her bars up
Spit some, twerk some
Yeah, this the anthem (what)
Call her Barbara cos she got her bars up
Spit some, twerk some
Yeah, this the anthem (what)
Call her Barbara cos she got her bars up
Spit some, twerk some
Yeah, this the anthem (what)
Barbara (wait what) bars up
Spit some, twerk some
Yeah son, we going platinum (ah!)

Everyone in my crew bad
Up in the club we make all the hos mad
Move it like (ha) go stupid go crazy
Yeah I think he love me he want me to have his babies
But hold up, (woah), lemme see ya grill
When i buss down make him wanna spend a mill
Shake it go harder, get that new car
Tell him what you want baby you can have it all
Be the main character, get like me
I can sing, I can spit, and I'm gettin a degree
Knees vibranium, brain like cranium
Ahe might be the stage, but baby I'm the stadium
And I'm a lil stallion, you know
And I got the fatty too, Pop Smoke
I be wiilin on the beat
You know me
I be snappin when I rap
Don't get caught lackin baby (haa)

That Africanista
Junglista
Out here with a message to my goddesses, my Sistas
The game changer, boss feminista
Sippin from fountains of youth with some queens, time to feast up
Lookin good in Hedi Slimane and Ann Demeulemeester
Supermodel energy, androgynous fashionista
Still street got a few thangs to teach ya
Bout to break down how I keep I keep these wheels greased up
Armed with intuition, aced alley way academics
Outran the enemy... thanks to these blessed genetics
Intelligence off the charts, figure firm and athletic
Code to my success, biologically embedded
Nefertiti sweetie the profile is iconic
My cadence been wet from birth, so fluid it's amniotic
They though I "lacked" the confidence, but those "L"s were periodic
Started at the bottom now I'm here, isn't it ironic

Imma lay out what it means as a woman on the scene
Immaculate with my direction, drip infectious stay a Queen
I'm a rap world wonder while you wasting in your hate
Lil upsy with, my eloquence unless I'm center stage
Stand strong, legs long
Be too clear who runs this shit
I'm on, Sask hard
Battle cry cos it's a win
Way I'm living, double vision
Make you think there two of me
Cause the grind I be on top of
Is too much for you to reach
Got the gold and I only share it with the good souls
If you in my circle then you real and you know
Energy infectious, flow of ancestors' direction
Better change up your perspective
Royal speed and you can't catch it
You need a new directive if you mean to silence ZHE
Rap the free-est like my lifestyle, all my bars fire, you feel the heat
Coming hottest like the Summer
Got all genders with my number
Honey sweet as all my lyrics
But I'm nasty so you fear it

Call her Barbara cos she got her bars up
Spit some, twerk some
Yeah, this the anthem (what)
Call her Barbara cos she got her bars up
Spit some, twerk some
Yeah, this the anthem (what)
Call her Barbara cos she got her bars up
Spit some, twerk some
Yeah, this the anthem (what)
Barbara (wait what) bars up
Spit some, twerk some
Yeah son, we going platinum