歌手:Ice Spice
专辑:《Think U The Shit (Fart)》

作词 : RIOTUSA/Ice Spice/Javier Mercado/Steven Giron
作曲 : RIOTUSA/Ice Spice/Javier Mercado/Steven Giron
What the **** I'ma say in the intro?
Hahaha
You want me to say somethin' so bad
(Stop playin' with 'em, RIOT)
Can you, please?

Think you the shit, bitch?
You not even the fart (Grrah)
I be goin' hard (Grrah)
I'm breakin' they hearts, like
Bitches be quick, but I'm quicker (Like)
Bitches be thick, but I'm thicker (Like)
She could be rich, but I'm richer (Damn)

T-t-takin' her man (Takin' her man)
Don't give a **** (Don't give a ****)
Out in the yams (Out in the yams)
And I'm keepin' one tucked (Keepin' one tucked)
I make me some jams (I make me some jams)
On lock when I dance (On lock when I dance)
I said, "Four hundred bands" (I said, "Four hundred bands")
Just to do my little dance (Yeah)
Yes, I'm a brand (Like)
Bitch, I'm a baddie, I get what I want
All in Balenci', I look like a bum
I got the chatty, he just wanna hum (Hum)
Walk through and start shakin' my hips
I'ma dip when I stack all my chips (Like)
Stripper dummy, I won't throw a fit
I got a fresh nigga sendin' me tips (Grrah)

Think you the shit, bitch?
You not even the fart (Grrah)
I be goin' hard (Grrah)
I'm breakin' they hearts, like
Bitches be quick, but I'm quicker (Like)
Bitches be thick, but I'm thicker (Like)
She could be rich, but I'm richer (Damn)

His bitch at home playin' dress-up (Huh?)
She must've thought she could catch up (Grrah)
I got my foot on they necks, I can't let up (Grrah)
She all on the floor, told her, "Get up" (Get up)
She my son, but I ain't her mami (I ain't her mami)
Bitches can't stand me (Bitches can't stand me)
Eat through my panties (Eat through my panties)
Hard knock life, no Annie
I need a vacay, I'm losin' my tan (Tan)
I'd lose anything before my man
I'm a pretty bitch, I don't like fightin'
On the beat, I'm goin' Super Sayian (Grrah)
I said, "Mirror, mirror, who the baddest? (Huh?)
Leave a bum nigga lookin' embarrassed (Like)
Spent a hundred fifty on some karats (Grrah)
That shit cray like them niggas in Paris

Think you the shit, bitch?
You not even the fart (Grrah)
I be goin' hard (Grrah)
I'm breakin' they hearts (Like)
Bitches be quick, but I'm quicker (Like)
Bitches be thick, but I'm thicker (Like)
She could be rich, but I'm richer (Damn)