Princess Diana / Self Control (Danny Diggz Edit) [Mixed] lyrics

[Chorus: Ice Spice]
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
b*tches move wock' 'cause they know I got bands (Damn)
They be chattin', I don't give a damn
And I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (Grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (Grrah)
If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (Damn)
Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah)
b*tches slow, so I give 'em a pass

[Verse: Ice Spice]
And I just fell in love with a gangsta (Like)
So he put my name in a tat'
But I don't let him come to the crib (Grrah)
So we get it on where we at (Grrah)
Nowadays, I be duckin' them cameras
And they hype that I'm up on them banners
Callin' my phone, but they know I don't answer (Why?)
In the hood, I'm like Princess Diana (Grrah)
I'm thick 'cause I be eatin' oats (Huh)
b*tches not takin' sh*t from me but notes (Notes)
Wanna be me, so she do my emotes
And my name in her mouth so I bet she gon' choke (b*tch)
To her man, I'm the girl of his dreams
Thinkin' 'bout me when he brushin' his teeth
He keep textin', I leave him on seen
Hottest b*tch out and they know what I mean (Ooh)
[Chorus: Ice Spice]
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
b*tches move wock' 'cause they know I got bands (Damn)
They be chattin', I don't give a damn
And I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (Grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (Grrah)
If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (Damn)
Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah)
b*tches slow, so I give 'em a pass
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
b*tches move wock' 'cause they know I got bands (Damn)
They be chattin', I don't give a damn
And I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (Grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (Grrah)
If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (Damn)
Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah)
b*tches slow, so I give 'em a pass
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
b*tches move wock' 'cause they know I got bands (Damn)
They be chattin', I don't give a damn
And I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (Grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (Grrah)
If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (Damn)
Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah)
b*tches slow, so I give 'em a pass