Vivienne Westwood Lyrics

(Low-key,

Congrats, but low-key

Hope you fall off aggressively)

That shawty mad cuz I'm muhfucking winning

Bitch imma spazz I don't care bout her feelings

I ain't the hero, lil bitch I'm the villain

At the top with my brothers, they heard what I'm sippin

This ain't the wock I'm sipping on voss

Big body coupe came in with no top

That shawty mad hoping that I fall off

Bitch I done told em, just wait till I drop

Now that she know that Lil 'Tana the boss

I'm blowing up, you know that

Them niggas copy, can I get my flow back

That shawty trippin, that lil shawty down bad

You is a fruit, flexing pussy I been had

She talking but I cannot spin back

You fell off, that shawty she been clapped

Play with her feelings bitch I hit a lick back

Bitch I'm a pimp ain't talking bout Slickback

Can't fuck with that shawty, got fucked by a fruit

That bitch for the world, that shawty ran through

Talk on my name, she stuck like glue

Over that bitch but she can not move

How that bitch stuck, it's been a couple of months

That bitch a hoe, getting fucked by these cunts

She stay on my dick when she sees that I'm up

You talk on my name, I ain't giving a fuck

That shawty a hoe, like how many bodies

I'm finna hop inna coupe in a Rari

Doing two hunnid inna Maserati

That bitch she cutting her wrists, I ain't sorry

Fuck that bitch finna kill herself

She on the net, she begging for help

She all alone, nobody gon help

I can not save her, send her to hell

Flooring the coupe on the dash

I'm in a Mazi, I'm going too fast

Jump out the coupe, this shit finna crash

I'm at the top, ain't coming in last

Big body coupe with the V8 humming

King of the youth, they see that I'm stunning

Modified tech, ye the blick finna gun him

I'm blowing up fast they see how I'm coming