Mob-Wife Monday

[ Lyrics ]

Lip liner sharp—I don’t chase, I charge.
Lip liner sharp—I don’t chase, I charge.

Heels click like a verdict, no apology,
walk in slow, got the whole room watching quietly.
Used to shrink in conversation, now I fill up the space,
leave with dignity, never with a trace.
You looked twice, then you looked away—
I’m not a maybe, I’m a full stop, baby.
Don’t start nothing, don’t need no fight,
my silence hits harder than the loudest spite.

No pleading eyes, no late-night cracks,
I don’t beg for love, I don’t look back.
Power ain’t in the yelling, it’s in the pause,
in the way I sip wine and don’t explain flaws.

Lip liner sharp—I don’t chase, I charge.
Step in the room like I own the odds.
Lip liner sharp—I don’t chase, I charge.
You feel the weight without a word.

One text sent, took three days to reply,
not playing games—just living my life.
You said I’m colder than the winter I wear,
I said ‘That’s because warmth’s something I choose to share.’
Dress in black like a quiet decree,
every move’s a statement, every glance is key.
No need to run, no need to flee—
when you’re built like a fortress, stillness is strategy.

I don’t twist knives, I don’t name names,
just adjust my gloves and shift the game.
Loyalty’s earned, not assumed by decree—
so stand where you are, or make room for me.

They call it mean when I’m just precise,
call it harsh when I’m being nice.
But the world bends when I don’t bend at all—
I’m not your warning—I’m the fall.

Lip liner sharp—I don’t chase, I charge.
Step in the room like I own the odds.
Lip liner sharp—I don’t chase, I charge.
You feel the weight without a word.
Lip liner sharp—I don’t chase, I charge.

Full stop, no appeal—
I don’t need your story—I’m the deal.

Lip liner sharp…
I charge.