Teen Spirit lyrics

[Chorus]
Prettiest b*tch breathin’, n*gga f*ck you mean?
G-string out the top of Camarlie jeans
All my b*tches spend money like feigns
All yo’ b*tches 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 f*ck on my n*gga and I still wouldn’t be stuntin’
If you f*ck up my n*gga, 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 b*tches mad now
I’m that b*tch and that n*gga, what now?
If I post this, I bet hе wanna f*ck now
I’m on different type of time, yeah
pus*y turn him to a vine, yeah
Super quick, slurp and spit
Watch him twitch, give me my fix, that eight inch di*k
[Chorus]
Prettiest b*tch breathin’, n*gga f*ck you mean?
G-string out the top of Camarlie jeans
All my b*tches spend money like feigns
All yo’ b*tches 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 f*ck on my n*gga and I still wouldn’t be stuntin’
If you f*ck up my n*gga, 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 b*tch breathin’, n*gga f*ck you mean?
G-string out the top of Camarlie jeans
All my b*tches spend money like feigns
All yo’ b*tches 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 f*ck on my n*gga and I still wouldn’t be stuntin’
If you f*ck up my n*gga, 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