Dirty Fanta

[Intro]
Yeah-yeah
I don't—I don't
GUCCI never lose

[Verse]
Fuck a thot, man I swear I cannot understand her
What you want to drink? Got lean in the dirty Fanta
She call my phone every night but I don't ever answer
I lost my heart and I'm alone, R.I.P. my grandma
I got the guap, come and take it
All these white diamonds, they thought I was racist
Bro pass the brick and he know I'ma break it
All these blues in my crib, I'm in love with these faces
I'm so high on a Perky, got me zoned out
Swear that fuck nigga fake, he a knock-off (Pew-pew)
If he stand in my way, he get knocked off
At TSA, standing in line with a big bag (Big bag, yeah)
Tell her, "Ride my dick, it's something like Six Flags" (Six Flags, yeah)
Get guap, big cake, these hoes I been had (Yeah)
These niggas so lame, I fire with big GATs (Yeah, yeah)
Get him, get whoever ride with his bitch-ass
Put a Glock in his mouth, no time for the chit-chat (Yeah)
And she like, "I miss you," uh
So? Lil' nigga, get a tissue (Bitch)
Never thought money would solve my issues (Oh-oh-oh)
You done fucked my bro, bitch I can't kiss you
And you don't want bro to shine like an igloo (Igloo)
I was trapped in the mud, yeah, I was tryna get through (Get through)
Nigga ain't have shit, yeah, I had to make do (Make do)
I just came in, yeah, something like mildew (Mildew)
That lil' thot tryna kick shit like kung fu (Ooh)
Said GUCCI up all of my jeans, can't solve you
Why you never pick up every time I call you?

[Outro]
You know, baseball man, y'all know what's goin' on. Go get your drip up. You know what I'm sayin'? Balmains in this bitch. Yup, yeah shawty. Yeah.