Teen Spirit

[Chorus]

Prettiest bitch breathin’, nigga fuck you mean?

G-string out the top of Camarlie jeans

All my bitches spend money like feigns

All yo’ bitches gossip like teens

Y’all got teen spirit, huh?

Goin’ cheerleader or sum’

You could have the best wig, I could still tell you’re frontin’

You could fuck on my nigga and I still wouldn’t be stuntin’

If you fuck up my nigga, then he wasn’t mine to begin with

Plus I needed me a reason to end it

He’ll be sorry so he gon’ have to spend it

Imma take that and still won’t be interested

[Verse]

Unh, AP, iced out

Diamonds hit like Pacquiao

First flight to Moscow

That’s why thеse bitches mad now

I’m that bitch and that nigga, what now?

If I post this, I bet hе wanna fuck now

I’m on different type of time, yeah

Pussy turn him to a vine, yeah

Super quick, slurp and spit

Watch him twitch, give me my fix, that eight inch dick

[Chorus]

Prettiest bitch breathin’, nigga fuck you mean?

G-string out the top of Camarlie jeans

All my bitches spend money like feigns

All yo’ bitches gossip like teens

Y’all got teen spirit, huh?

Goin’ cheerleader or sum’

You could have the best wig, I could still tell you’re frontin’

You could fuck on my nigga and I still wouldn’t be stuntin’

If you fuck up my nigga, then he wasn’t mine to begin with

Plus I needed me a reason to end it

He’ll be sorry so he gon’ have to spend it

Imma take that and still won’t be interested

[Open Verse]

[Chorus]

Prettiest bitch breathin’, nigga fuck you mean?

G-string out the top of Camarlie jeans

All my bitches spend money like feigns

All yo’ bitches gossip like teens

Y’all got teen spirit, huh?

Goin’ cheerleader or sum’

You could have the best wig, I could still tell you’re frontin’

You could fuck on my nigga and I still wouldn’t be stuntin’

If you fuck up my nigga, then he wasn’t mine to begin with

Plus I needed me a reason to end it

He’ll be sorry so he gon’ have to spend it

Imma take that and still won’t be interested