Think U The Shit (Fart)

Lyrics: RIOTUSA/Ice Spice/Javier Mercado/Steven Giron Music: RIOTUSA/Ice Spice/Javier Mercado/Steven Giron What the **** I'ma say in the intro? Hahaha You want me to say somethin' so bad (Stop playin' with 'em, RIOT) Can you, please?
Think you the shit, b***h? You not even the fart (Grrah) I be goin' hard (Grrah) I'm breakin' they hearts, like B*****s be quick, but I'm quicker (Like) B*****s be thick, but I'm thicker (Like) She could be rich, but I'm richer (Damn)
T-t-takin' her man (Takin' her man) Don't give a **** (Don't give a ****) Out in the yams (Out in the yams) And I'm keepin' one tucked (Keepin' one tucked) I make me some jams (I make me some jams) On lock when I dance (On lock when I dance) I said, "Four hundred bands" (I said, "Four hundred bands") Just to do my little dance (Yeah) Yes, I'm a brand (Like) B***h, I'm a baddie, I get what I want All in Balenci', I look like a bum I got the chatty, he just wanna hum (Hum) Walk through and start shakin' my hips I'ma dip when I stack all my chips (Like) Stripper dummy, I won't throw a fit I got a fresh nigga sendin' me tips (Grrah)
Think you the shit, b***h? You not even the fart (Grrah) I be goin' hard (Grrah) I'm breakin' they hearts, like B*****s be quick, but I'm quicker (Like) B*****s be thick, but I'm thicker (Like) She could be rich, but I'm richer (Damn)
His b***h at home playin' dress-up (Huh?) She must've thought she could catch up (Grrah) I got my foot on they necks, I can't let up (Grrah) She all on the floor, told her, "Get up" (Get up) She my son, but I ain't her mami (I ain't her mami) B*****s can't stand me (B*****s can't stand me) Eat through my panties (Eat through my panties) Hard knock life, no Annie I need a vacay, I'm losin' my tan (Tan) I'd lose anything before my man I'm a pretty b***h, I don't like fightin' On the beat, I'm goin' Super Sayian (Grrah) I said, "Mirror, mirror, who the baddest? (Huh?) Leave a bum nigga lookin' embarrassed (Like) Spent a hundred fifty on some karats (Grrah) That shit cray like them niggas in Paris
Think you the shit, b***h? You not even the fart (Grrah) I be goin' hard (Grrah) I'm breakin' they hearts (Like) B*****s be quick, but I'm quicker (Like) B*****s be thick, but I'm thicker (Like) She could be rich, but I'm richer (Damn)