Thelma & Louis (Folie Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Chase Icon]
Spitting on you b*tches and I didn't take the booster
Fat back door like a PT Cruiser
I would never trick with a Android user
Tryna finger me with chipped nail polish, ew
Never that, I'm a TS ingénue
Face like Ivanka, Big Ang in the boobs
If you wanna eat the pus*y, then you gotta eat the crew

[Verse 2: That Kid]
b*tch you couldn’t even hit my pro—
Now I gotta vote yes on—
Imma make it shake like a hot date
b*tch wanted beef but she got ate!

[Verse 3: Chase Icon]
Shots to the head like J.F.K
2 bodyguards and a new pet gay
Chilling with the bad b*tches and the them/theys
Hit a skunk b*tch with my new SK!

[Verse 4: That Kid & Chase Icon]
You and me doing things while we’re naked!
Saw me at HEAV3N and you b*tches couldn’t take it
I could suck di*k with a mask on
And I keep it clenched like a tampon
Xbox shape in the body
Sloppy ass b*tch looking stocky
Shiny ass wig with a beat so chalky
How could a cis b*tch look so clocky?
[Verse 5: That Kid]
Pop up on your window like porn in the 90s
Even with MapQuest b*tches couldn't find me
Yeah, I’m wifey!

[Verse 6: Chase Icon]
That's right b*tch I don't need a glass
One vodka sprite sucked through the ass
You got a axe wound but you still don't pass
You're my step son, b*tch you better cut the sass

[Verse 7: That Kid]
Why did Just Jared just post my whole ass?
When did Perez go and get a gym pass?
Twiggy in the front but a donk—

[Verse 8: Chase Icon]
Thought I was a twin by the way I blewed up
Nasty bum b*tch, you be all chewed up
Have you ever deep throated then threwed up?
Like Ella Mai, b*tch I stay booed up
Oh my god January 6th was like so bad
I'm driving drunk but I'm also off 2 tabs
'Bout to leave the party with the speakers and like 2 dads
If you missed out on smashing me then it’s just too bad
[Verse 9: That Kid]
I don't fight bum b*tches wearing Guess jeans
White girl at the party and she’s like "Yas kween"
But we kicked her out, she was playing Best Fiends
Boy you need a house, before you address me!

[Verse 10: Chase Icon]
f*ckin' on the beach, call me Ms. Sandy Cheeks
New pill every day, haven't slept in a week
I just got a pad, so we’re plugging up the leaks!
No Doubt said it best, stupid b*tch don't speak!

[Verse 11: That Kid & Chase Icon]
b*tch you smell like sh*t, girl, yeah you’re f*cking musty
Widows peak hard front lace so crusty
Brush up on my French cause I think I'm kinda rusty
Je m'appelle Chase, fellas think I'm kinda busty
They smoked me out b*tch and now—