DRAMATIC lyrics

by

Cortisa Star



[Intro]
Hundred bands in my panties
(Kash, come back over here)
Hundred bands in my—
Hundred bands in my— (Project X)
Hundred bands in my, hundred bands in my panties

[Chorus]
Play that f*cking song, the melody stuck in my head again
In love with f*cking paper, call it Ben, I call it Benjamin
All these b*tches p*ss me off, I'm getting angry, turning red again
This trick p*ssing me off, I'm plotting on him, f*ck his friend again

[Post-Chorus]
(Play that f*cking song, the melody stuck in my head again)
(In love with f*cking paper, call it Ben, I call it Benjamin)
(These b*tches p*ss me off, I'm getting angry, turning red again)
(This trick p*ssing me off, I'm plotting on him, f*ck his friend again)

[Verse 1]
Switching it up, I'm f*cking your b*tch, the pus*y is fire
Turning it up, I'm tucking the switch, I'm lowkey a liar
Burning it up, I'm puffing, it's lit, I'm trying to be higher
Stay in your own lane, I'm turning the whip, burning the tires
Sometimes I be scamming, b*tch, I want your money, send it through a wire
I started rapping, they f*ck with the songs, they f*ck with the choir
Taking The Substance, we turnin' it up, you know it's required
I started rapping, they f*ck with my songs
They f*ck with the choir
[Refrain]
Taking f*cking wax, I'm gon' be be young when I re-f*cking-tire
Taking f*cking steps, I'm gon' be done, lil' ho, I'm f*cking tired
Hoes is chopped, I ain't being dramatic
p*ss me off, b*tch, I'm calling you faggot
Menace, I'm evil, tote guns and it's havoc
f*cking your man, blow my back on a mattress

[Interlude]
So much money, it's getting mathematic
Call me tranny, you pus*y hoes drag it
Hit a blunt, puffing smoke like a dragon
Money bag, sh*t is heavy, I'm dragging
Hundred bands in my panties is sagging
Bass is bumping, the speakers is lagging
Hit my bong, ho, I'm bringing the tag in
Spit is crazy, dripping, bring the rag in

[Chorus]
(Play that f*cking song, the melody stuck in my head again)
In love with f*cking paper, call it Ben, I call it Benjamin
(These b*tches p*ss me off, I'm getting angry, turning red again)
This trick p*ssing me off, I'm plotting on him, f*ck his friend again

[Refrain]
Hoes is chopped, I ain't being dramatic
p*ss me off, b*tch, I'm calling you faggot
Menace, I'm evil, tote guns and it's havoc
f*cking your man, blow my back on a mattress
[Interlude]
So much money, it's getting mathematic
Call me tranny, you pus*y hoes drag it
Hit a blunt, puffing smoke like a dragon
(Money bag, sh*t is heavy, I'm dragging)

[Outro]
Hoes is chopped (Not being dramatic)
p*ss me off (You faggot)
Menace (Tote guns, havoc)
f*cking your man (On a mattress)
So much money, it's getting mathematic
Call me tranny (pus*y hoes, drag it)
Hit a blunt, puffing smoke like a dragon
Money bags, sh*t is heavy, I'm dragging
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