He say that I'm good enough, I'm like the the the the the the the Russian enough So I tell him that he's only me, he hit you You make a friend of me, his girl is a friend of me Like that boy is a cat, say you don't know her yet Like, I won't have back Come on, because of the facts感.

For big guys in the group on my thighs blow my God look at Fourth of July if they don't give a damn about that I might just cry

I'm good. I've got my dude. I think about shit that I shouldn't have. So I tell him that's one of me. He make up fun of me. His girls are bummed to me. Like that boy's a cap. Say you homerun over yet. Like, but you blow her back. Think about me, cause you know I'm fat. Damn. Don't have anything to eat, cover it in the sun

And I do it a bit colors for like your send me a pic because I know what I'm on but when you hit me I'm not gonna respond but I don't sleep enough without you and I can't eat enough without you if we don't speak to them when we're through don't like sneaky shit that you do

So I'm gonna lie right here this is very fire never never let no one back you down

How can I lose of a muddy Joe's like is she feeling happen to make a bitch Rose and I got a B start every time the pool team departing outlet then why would I go where would I go she's gonna happen I make a picture then I gotta make sure I have them apples

The spatula, a毗sropy x haga squared Kritha Brr Da You

Oh, you couldn't even make it through the full verse, bro. I mean, I don't even like Ice Spice, and at least she sounds better than you at it.

The fact that you don't know the lyrics? That's Ice Spice Dup.

Outch...

Just gonna be a moment in the memories I do.