Think U The Shit (Fart) Lyrics : This song sung by Ice Spice , is a new addition to the English music scene, featured in the album “Y2K!”. Lyrics of this song are penned down by Ice Spice and music for this track was produced by RIOTUSA.
Think U The Shit (Fart) Song Details
Singer : Ice Spice
Album : Y2K!
Lyrics : Ice Spice, Synthetic, RIOTUSA, venny
Music : RIOTUSA, venny, Synthetic
Label : Capitol Records, 10K Projects
Think U The Shit (Fart) Lyrics
What the f*ck 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, b*tch?
You not even the fart (Grrah)
I be goin’ hard (Grrah)
I’m breakin’ they hearts, like
B*tches be quick, but I’m quicker (Like)
B*tches be thick, but I’m thicker (Like)
She could be rich, but I’m richer (Damn)
Take-takin’ her man (Takin’ her man)
Don’t give a f*ck (Don’t give a f*ck)
Out in the Yams (Out in the Yams)
And I’m keepin’ one t*cked (Keepin’ one t*cked)
I make me some jams (I make me some jams)
On lock that I dance (On lock that I dance)
I spent four hundred bands (I spent four hundred bands)
Just to do my lil’ dance (Grrah)
B*tch, I’m a brand (Like)
B*tch, I’m a baddie, I get what I want (Damn)
All in Balenci’, I look like a b*m
I got the jatty, he just wanna hump (Hump)
Walk through and start shakin’ my hips
I’ma dip when I stack all my chips (Like)
Strip a dummy, I want the whole ‘fit
I got a French ni*ga sendin’ me tips, grrah
Think you the shit, b*tch?
You not even the fart (Grrah)
I be goin’ hard (Grrah)
I’m breakin’ they hearts, like
B*tches be quick, but I’m quicker (Like)
B*tches be thick, but I’m thicker (Like)
She could be rich, but I’m richer (Damn)
His b*tch 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 mammy (I ain’t her mammy)
B*tches can’t stand me (B*tches 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 (Damn)
I’d lose anything before my man
I’m a pretty b*tch, I don’t like fightin’
On the beat, I’m goin’ Super Saiyan (Grrah)
I said, “Mirror, mirror, who the fairest?” (Huh?)
Leave a b*m ni*ga lookin’ embarrassed (Like)
Spent a hundred-fifty on some carats (Grrah)
That shit cray like them ni*gas in Paris
Think you the shit, b*tch?
You not even the fart (Grrah)
I be goin’ hard (Grrah)
I’m breakin’ they hearts (Like)
B*tches be quick, but I’m quicker (Like)
B*tches be thick, but I’m thicker (Like)
She could be rich, but I’m richer (Damn)