Euphoric Remix

[Intro: Ice Spice]
Stop playin' with 'em, Riot
Grrah

[Chorus: Ice Spice]
Shittin' on bitches my hobby
I be goin' dumb and I'm feelin' euphoric (Grrah)
We go like Whitney and Bobby
That nigga a fiend, I could tell he adore it (Grr, grrah)
I made 'em forfeit (Forfeit)
When it comes to these bitches, I feel like they lost it (Grrah)
I'm 'bout to throw it
First, they ignore me, but niggas is startin' to notice

[Verse 1: Ice Spice]
These bitches ain't from where I'm from (Grrah)
I'm from the X, beat on the bitch like it's fun (Like it's fun)
Damn, I'm so pretty and young
They say I'm next, like, "Ice Spice, you really the one" (I'm next)
Think that she mad 'cause I'm takin' her spot
Bitches be needin' niggas to get hot, like (Like, what?)
Bitch, I'm a baddie, I'm used to the spotlight (Grrah-grrah)
Don't you compare me to bitche I'm not, like (Suck my dick)
Grrah, I got issues
Think I'm a bitch, then come see what this bitch do
You hop out the V and I promise I'd blitz you
If you not my nigga, then why would I kiss you? (Why would I kiss you?)
You crazy? You stupid?
Give you my heart, like you better not lose it (Facts)
Fuck on you bro like this shit is amusin' (Word)
Grrah

[Chorus: Ice Spice & Dusty Locane]
Shittin' on bitches my hobby
I be goin' dumb and I'm feelin' euphoric (Grrah, euphoric)
We go like Whitney and Bobby
That nigga a fiend, I could tell he adore it (Grr, grrah, I adore it)
I made 'em forfeit (Forfeit, forfeit)
When it comes to these bitches, I feel like they lost it (Grrah, hmm)
I'm 'bout to throw it (Feva)
First they ignore me, but niggas is startin' to notice (Huh? Look)

[Verse 2: Dusty Locane]
Pass the opp pack so niggas could roll it (Roll it)
I'm [?] but I'm feelin' like [?]
From the East but [?] like the West
If you [?], I'm the first nigga totin' (Totin')
Yeah, I know how these old niggas on my dick
Tryna [?]
In the back of the Maybach with a baddie (Baddie)
Suck me up while we coastin' (Coastin')
If I eat, then my niggas gon' eat too (They gon' eat)
Like glass ya' niggas is see-through
Say you loyal but I ain't believe you
See the hate in your eyes, I breed you
Ain't one ready to drill a fact (Ain't one)
Knocks on your body, you still got clapped
Fuck on this bitch, pass her to Kev (Yo, Kev')
And the rest of the killers react (Rrr)

[Chorus: Ice Spice]
Shittin' on bitches my hobby
I be goin' dumb and I'm feelin' euphoric (Grrah)
We go like Whitney and Bobby
That nigga a fiend, I could tell he adore it (Grr, grrah)
I made 'em forfeit (Forfeit)
When it comes to these bitches, I feel like they lost it (Grrah)
I'm 'bout to throw it
First they ignore me, but niggas is startin' to notice