SHARP! Songtext
von Durand Bernarr

Well excuse me! Where is you going?
Lookin like you already arrived?
Aint a Picture that do you justice
They have to see you with they own eyes
Lemme gas you up on ya way out
Mirror mirror, on the wall never been this loud (YES!)
I know it′s a lengthy ride going downtown
And I know my homie likes, likes to get down

I don't need a birthday
You are the holiday
To celebrate the things that you are
Even random Thursdays
You giving Sunday
Best to ever do it, you sharp


So you just gon′ keep your foot up on my neck
You don't show no mercy, full out disrespect
SHARP!
Who gon' tell you stop?
And if they tryna humble you
You Know you they the ops

Gon′ do your worst
Run amuck, you put in the work
Gon′ do your worst
Run amuck, you put in the work
Lemme pay your bills
Hand over that car note, my friend
Look your face, goddamn
You better check your Zelle
You better check yourself
I know you checked yourself out
And bout you give them hell
Head to toe, you sharp as hell

So you just gon' keep your foot up on my neck
So SHARP!
You don′t show no mercy, full out disrespect
SHARP!


It makes me happy
When I see you
Laughing, joyful and a carryin' on
GOT amnesia?
Let me remind you
That you′re the one and you so fucking sharp

Cause what do you mean your mama and daddy got together
For a night of heated fellowship
And created THIS masterpiece??
My god today! IMAGINE!
Shout out to Dominique Morgan— IMAGINE... The Glory
Aah, I'm so blessed, so fortunate
So honored, so privileged to be your friend
Ah yes, take me to the King so he can bring me to you
Yes, I said it... with my WHOLE chest
And if they tryna humble you
You Know you they the ops
Ase

You get amnesia?
Let me remind you
That you′re the one and you so fucking sharp

You are
You so sharp
Yes you are
So sharp

SHARP!
Who gon' tell you stop?
And if they tryna humble you
You Know you they the ops
SHARP!
Who gon' tell you stop?
And if they tryna humble you
Bitch, they ass get popped
Shut your ass up