FANTA (Lyrics) 🎀

[Prod. Wavyb0i]

(Chorus)

bitch get 
popped.. 
like fanta

my jeans, 
they denim

my hair stay blonde, 
like han’ montana. 

when lo’s get dropped, 
my uzi rock they come 
& go, like loot the store

bitch get 
popped.. 
like fanta

my jeans, 
they denim

my hair stay blonde, 
like han’ montana. 

when lo’s get dropped, 
my uzi rock they come 
& go, like loot the store

Verse (1)

high fashion yeezy, 
my car dash in. 

told her: 

“cut the drama genre” 
she ain’t ‘bout that action.

catch up bitch, you laggin! 
wigs and chains, i’m snatching! 

money; throw it up,
& i got all these bitches gaggin’

baddest bitch in the photo, 
but i’ll do a bitch so dirty

(uh huh)

illest bitch on the cloud app
i got the crown, these hoes ain’t worthy!

and yes, i’m cocky
wrist is hockey

shake it up, 
bitch like i’m rocky. 

oh she verse? 
that bitch can’t top me! 

octagon, 
these hoes can’t stop me.

pooch to the club 
& im fuckin’ it up, 

& you gotta be dumb if you 
think that i give me a fuck

like what..

the fuck is you sayin?
blacking out like tans

dirty dan, dirty dan
star bitch in the land

money in hand!

spend it all, 
get it back again

i’m on all fours, 
beat my back again.

(like what..)

(Chorus)

bitch get 
popped.. 
like fanta

my jeans, 
they denim

my hair stay blonde, 
like han’ montana. 

when lo’s get dropped, 
my uzi rock they come 
& go, like loot the store

bitch get 
popped.. 
like fanta

my jeans, 
they denim

my hair stay blonde, 
like han’ montana. 

when lo’s get dropped, 
my uzi rock they come 
& go, like loot the store

Verse (2)

man, i ball on a 
bitch like jordan

think her flow is better, 
what the FUCK is she snorting? 

my diamonds get wetter, 
seeing numbers like gordon

we don’t want you here, 
bitch go back to whoring!

FANTA

[Prod. PRODBYRC2X + DB!]

PISSED OFF? (Lyrics) 🎀

(Chorus)

i got you pissed off,
i put that shit on

why don’t you act like my 
waist and bitch, get gone

bitch i don’t fuck with you, 
that’s word to big sean..

i put these hoes 
on broadway, they 
love to perform..

(Verse 1)

i’ll burn every bitch 
in that “dreamhouse”

& like a wet rag, my 
niggas let it ring out

i’ll slap every bitch 
in them comments

bad bitch, wrist & 
ears got diamonds

i guess she mad ‘cause she 
can’t get in the house party

boy you a faggot, you’ll 
never be a black barbie

i told you hoes that i’m 
not the bitch to fuck with

virgin mary, ‘cause a 
bitch can’t be fucked with

like she don’t give it up 
for real, she a fake hoe

i take the s out of slow,
‘cause your funds low

you ain’t the truth hoe, 
you spit a lot of cap shit

they hear my shit, i give
 bad bitches captions..

(Chorus)

i got you pissed off,
i put that shit on

why don’t you act like my 
waist and bitch, get gone

bitch i don’t fuck with you, 
that’s word to big sean..

i put these hoes 
on broadway, they 
love to perform..

(Bridge)

i got you pissed off,
i put that shit on

why don’t you act like my 
waist and bitch, get gone

look at this new shoe, 
lanvin sneaks on

the 4-door too, 
seats be peacan

(Verse 2)

now all a sudden bitches 
want to be the princess

like how you barbie when 
your bed is a twin set?

i’m the only princess tryna 
find where my prince is

they jumping stupid, shoot
 a fag where his dick is

like baron, let’s be real.. 
i’m your parent

i bully all these black 
bitches, i’m a karen

all these tracks i’m tearing
bitch i ball, kevin durant

and i’ll kick 
that hoe, punt

all these bitches counterfeit, 
they on they cashier

ain’t been the same since
 i came up in it last year

what don’t you get bitch? 
you’ll never be better than

you on them panels while 
i’m chasing a bag & degree

bitch how you mother? 
nobody on here respect you

i’m a ill bitch, so they 
steady saying bless you

and my niggas in them nike 
techs, they carry teks too

you ain’t got bars, so 
bitch i’ll never text you

(outro)

bitch i keep the drake, 
if bitches wanna be keke

cackle in them comments, 
i beat bitches, c-breezy

PISSED OFF?

Return if kept with an ugly

<LYRICS 

He gone kiss me again, after we done, 
nigga im trifling, He just threw a couple 
wedding rings, on the roof top, 
Im righteous, Hood niggas 
wanna wife it, I could take 
a whole penthouse, or a mansion, 
break a happy home, ion mind it, look

I got honey buns in my purse, 
aint no pulling up when i skirt 
I say big daddy can you please, 
take it out, cuz it hurt, 

This money im throwing up, 
he kiss me im throwing up, 
If i see her throwing subs,
i catch her, im running up, 


he cant help the shit, when 
he see a bitch, with that glock 
nine on her desk, She so 
innocent, but she get hood, 
if you come around with a threat,

I just got blood on my pants, 
I might fuck on a opp man, he keep 
fucking me in that rolls royce, 
and he stay giving me tens, 

Like its ball room, nigga whats yo 
figure eight (Rate), i can be a cunt too, 
big deal when i stomp on a bitch nostrils, 

Call me gineva diva, can’t b me like akeelah, 
He had shaking from the back, he a fucking eater, 

Fold up like pretzels, aint a stain on vest so, 
I can do what i please bitch, 
Get the fuck on yo knees bitch, 

I gain more cockiness, when i get 
money every hour, every nigga
 i been with, still rock hard soul calibur

Bitch im balling, rolling, take me on 
a stroll and, itty bitty niggas wanna 
put it in my hole and, turn around 
like matter fact, i might just let him fuck, 
For my main nigga, ima maniac 
but i ride the dick like a slut, 

Call this pussy tom, it talk back, can you 
stop it with the tough act, you not seeing me, 
do it like football, im running back, I got 8K 
on my earrings, you playing me and u dead 

I just pop titties, like silicone, 
whats going straight to yo head

GINEVA DIVA (PROD.KOROBOIII + PROD.WEAPONS)

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Class pet lyrics:

He wanna drop ep’s lets see just how this hoe do
No muni pull them strips out its no blues
Her name ace but the bitch aint play her cards right
Big mouth on siri name but diss on small bites 
You not the girly like the bitch you got to song write
In my DM’s begging for a plea bitch bow
Talking bout I’m on a track a bitch loud
But you ain’t on track or let alone a station
Cant respect a bitch that need a mediation
I’m pretty and I’m poppin so they talking yes of course 
All up on a podcast tryna get endorsed
17 year old lil booger bitch go do you chores
You cant give me no critiques when paying for a chorus
In tennis a ace supposed to be a serve so fast
But (the thing is) your songs be so trash
Shoutout my bitch Bryant for giving us a goon
Its a sun(son)set but I’m still wiping out a moon
Pretty in the face we can go ahead and fact that
Lap doggin ass bitch go and take your lap back
Begging for a pat back
Bitch I cant respect that
This is only surface level but you couldn’t scratch that

Finale lyrics:
Im trappin out, got the whole soundcloud goin in frenzys when track is out
Benjis on benjis on benjis i put em on heads thats for any bitch acting out

She talking slick might have to go put the bitch up in one of my urns
Give it up bitch you not cute with that Norbit ass fro and them nappy sideburns

Behold, pure talent this the only time you gone be valid
kissing up toes on podcast and scrubbing they feet and then licking they callus

Now give me that pretty boy chain 
You know you do not fit that name
Naming yourself a card game just
For you to get decked up your head with a spade 

Now lets be real fucking seri
Why would I ask on for siri
Maybe if you asked for siri
You wouldnt have bitches up writing your lyrics

Now who told you you was a threat
They already said im best
Thats coming all of the vets
Inlcuding the ones thats pumping your chest

Im pretty I know what it comes with
Another day another dumb bitch
I wish you never made rapping a hobby when bored you should’ve just thumb twitched

Already said I was pretty
I followed back it was pitty
That ep was so shitty
Not getting out of your city

I hope you enjoyed this bitch i gave what you wanted I gave you some spot light
But when this beat ends you know that that’s all you know thats just where it ends right 

Jasiri when you gone drop
You dont get that you a flop
My hand was twitching too long im happy you got to be the bitch I pop

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