RARA Lyrics

Sweetie, it's Panda

What the fuck

What the fuck

Look, bitches think they slick, but I'm slicker

On the internet, Twitter fingers

Talking on that RARA shit

But when they see me, it be mute

You said I'm ugly, but look at you

You line backer, bitch

Hut Hut, boo

I swear to God, it's like one hut, two

You think you checking me, but who you checking, boo

You not checking me, and that's really the tea

You thought you ate, but you can't really fuck with me

You don't wanna fight when you see me

So why you talking all that RARA shit to me

I put it down, and your nigga notice me

And now he on my body

Ha-ha, bitch

Chop em down and sweep em up

Let's call you my bitch

You a mut (UGHHHHH)

Bitch, why the fuck you always gotta be on Twitter talking shit

Why the fuck you gotta always be on my dick

Every time I post a pic, you be the first in my view, bitch

I'm tired of that shit

I'm talking on the track, just saying how I'm feeling

And they gonna relate, because they know bitches be on they dick, too

And that's what I'm saying

Talking about all that RARA shit, bitch