I Think I Love Her (Freestyle) Lyrics – Megan Thee Stallion

[Intro]
Yep
Real hot girl s*it, ah
Ayy

[Verse]
Show a new b!tch that ain’t Megan coded
Show a beat I was on and ain’t rode it
If she think she the s*it, I’m the colon
My pen gets gutter, I’m bowling
Tina Snow, n!ggas know I’m the coldest
Tell a b!tch, “Let it go,” ’cause I’m frozen
Ask him what I got on, he don’t know it
N!ggas ain’t had no taste before COVID
I can tell by her wig that she trolling
When I look at my DM, they on me
Catwalk, b!tch, I feel like Naomi
The way I play n!ggas, I need me a Tony
Good brain, graduated, top of my percentile
Take it out the chat, I ain’t tryna be your penpal
Meanwhile it’s a b!tch on the app right now
Getting fu*ked over, still bragging ’bout her body count
Bing, baow, real big bank like a single
Say he for the streets, get dropped like a single
Runway s*it, I do not do the retail
Stop fu*king rappers, they spill all the details
Every Monday they gon’ wait for the freestyle
Call me out once, you do not get a redial
I got grown ass man acting fetal
I do not spin the block, n!gga, I reroute
Number one, give a fu*k what a chart say
Number one, I can’t beef with no fan page
Number one who it is, what your man say?
Cat on his eyes, I ain’t talking no Cartier
B!tches bubbling under, no Chardonnay
B!tches throwing salt, fu*king my old bae
Put his name on the bill, he the candidate
It was me with your daddy on Father’s Day
These n!ggas just mad ’cause I treat ’em like
Pick ’em up, put ’em down, when I want, so what?
Hoes tweet like a nun but they still getting fu*ked
Talk s*it but the freak hoes still getting cuffed
Jumbo CC when I go out for lunch
He ain’t mine if I hear him say, “It costs too much”
Wagyu my beef, I ain’t tryna act tough
My name hold weight like I walk around buff, ah

[Intro]
The introductory lines set the tone for Megan Thee Stallion’s confident and assertive delivery. The repetition of “Yep” and “Ayy” adds emphasis and energy, signaling that she’s about to deliver some real hot girl content.

[Verse]
In this verse, Megan asserts her dominance in the rap game, highlighting her uniqueness and talent. She dismisses imitators, emphasizing that she’s one of a kind and hasn’t ridden anyone else’s wave. Referring to herself as the “colon” suggests she’s the essential element, while her pen game is compared to bowling, indicating her skill in lyricism. As Tina Snow, her alter ego, she claims her position as the coldest, brushing off competition effortlessly. Megan’s confidence extends to her appearance and intellect, as she asserts her superiority in every aspect. She ridicules those who lack taste, using COVID as a metaphorical benchmark for discernment. Megan also addresses online trolls and admirers, confident in her allure and influence. She compares herself to iconic figures like Naomi Campbell, highlighting her stature and influence in the industry. Her intelligence is underscored by her academic achievements, juxtaposed with her disdain for trivial online interactions. Megan’s verse is a declaration of power and confidence, solidifying her status as a force to be reckoned with. She dismisses detractors and rivals, emphasizing her number one status and indifference to criticism. Megan’s lyricism is sharp and unapologetic, as she navigates through themes of s*xuality, independence, and success with ease.