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Hannah Montana (Visualizer)
Ice Spice
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NLE Choppa
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(Stop playin' with 'em, RIOT)
With my bitches, but thinkin' 'bout us
I'm from the Bronx, so there's no one I trust
I don't love niggas, I just be in lust
Thank God I'm rich, I was just on a bus (grah)
Now I'm cool on a boat
Yeah, I got slim, but I still eat my oats
Paint me a nigga that give bitches hope
Bae, watch your mouth, 'cause you know what I tote
Munchin' me down and say, "It taste like water"
Do niggas foul 'cause I'm my mother's daughter
Fine lil shit, and her money got taller
Rappers ain't shit, I might fuck with a baller (baller, baller)
Might fuck with a scammer
Best of both worlds, like I'm Hannah Montana
Sold out show when I be in Atlanta
Tweaking together like Ruler Santana
With my bitches, but thinkin' 'bout us
I'm from the Bronx, so there's no one I trust
I don't love niggas, I just be in lust
Thank God I'm rich, I was just on a bus (grah)
Now I'm cool on a boat
Yeah, I got slim, but I still eat my oats
Paint me a nigga that give bitches hope
Bae, watch your mouth, 'cause you know what I tote
Ay, she wanna hold on my chopper, if she spot an opper, she bound to pop 'em, uh (grrt)
Lil' mama hotter than lava, she driving me crazy, I need her asylum
Eat it up, eat it up, ride me, keep it up
Don't slow down 'til you bust like a Nina
No glove, OJ, condom, no way
Raw dog with her is the only way
With my bitches, but thinkin' 'bout us
I'm from the Bronx, so there's no one I trust
I don't love niggas, I just be in lust
Thank God I'm rich, I was just on a bus (grah)
Now I'm cool on a boat
Yeah, I got slim, but I still eat my oats
Paint me a nigga that give bitches hope
Bae, watch your mouth 'cause you know what I tote (Baby)
When we going, put my gun in your bag
Her mama say she think that I'm a thug and she mad (hey)
See, she tryna keep her shape right
She been in the gym, they in love with her ass
Addicted to it, she must be a drug 'cause she dead
Married to the money, I'm in love with the cash
Hatin' for a minute, niggas love when you crash (uh-huh)
Put it on, it's fitted, it's a dub on his ass (yuh)
Super fine shit
Never been too friendly if you asked, I probably wouldn't give a hug to your ass (nope)
Let me put the AR with the drum in your bag (prr)
Actin' like we in this bitch, in love when we smash (smash, smash)
With my bitches, but thinkin' 'bout us
I'm from the Bronx, so there's no one I trust
I don't love niggas, I just be in lust
Thank God I'm rich, I was just on a bus (grah)
Now I'm cool on a boat
Yeah, I got slim, but I still eat my oats
Paint me a nigga that give bitches hope
Bae, watch your mouth, 'cause you know what I tote
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