INTERNET FAMOUS lyrics

[Intro]
The world can't handle luna

[Verse 1: lunagrace]
Count my bands, I'm stackin' bands, I pull up to the club now
They got some Henny, got some whiskey, pour a double cup now
Keep talking sh*tty, got some problems, I don't give a f*ck now
'Cause I'm the baddest b*tch, but there's enough of me to go around
I got a Glock up in my pocket, I might go and let it bang
I got some girls in my DMs tryna get back where I stay
Yeah, turn voice chat on so that they can come my way
She got me feeling some way, I'm, I'm going insane
Oh, you are a narcissist, you take a knife and stab me in the back
I'm feeling lost, b*tch, her love is setting my heart on firе
I don't ever wanna trust her whеn she's treating me like sh*t
And I'ma keep making this music because luna never miss

[Verse 2: Clover!]
Steady having fun and now I'm steady countin' bands like every day
These hoes owe me for the money, had to get 'em out my way
I don't care 'bout no one else, no, I don't care 'bout what you say
Not tryna talk unless I'm getting paid (Paid)
That ho wanna f*ck, she want it, b-b-but I'm just countin' hunnids
No, I don't care if you got problems with me, we can run it
That ho wanna f*ck, she want it, b-b-but I'm just countin' hunnids
No, I don't care if you got problems with me, we can run it
[Verse 3: lunagrace]
We can, we can run it, run it, too busy countin' hunnids
Too busy countin' up, and I will never stop
Until I'm at the top, I'm gon' keep countin' up
And I don't care if you got problems with me, you should stop

[Verse 4: M4sum12g0d]
Let's run up the club, let's rave it, got this b*tch on my di*k screamin'
She can't handle to God, it's big love or death, b*tch
That b*tch over there look too fine, pull up and then make that b*tch mine
It's big love or death, b*tch (I don't wanna f*ck her)
That b*tch over there look too fine, pull up and then make that b*tch mine
She can't f*ck with your guy, it's big love or death, b*tch
Everybody got the car, tell that b*tch to tap us up
Hit a n*gga with a Glock, shoot a n*gga for a sock
You can't handle to God, it's big love or death, b*tch

[Instrumental]

[Verse 5: lunagrace]
Pull up with my boy, M4sum1, we don't play, we get to zooming
In that brand new Lambo, we said, "f*ck the bands, bro"
This sh*t's love or death until I die, and I make all my haters cry
They can't handle luna, it's big love or death, b*tch
This sh*t's love or death until I die, and I make all my haters cry
They can't handle luna, it's big love or death, b*tch