Fanta 2

[Intro: bloodonmybalmains]
F-F-Fan-Fanta G-Grape G-Grape— d-d-dirty
I just walked into Saks with some stacks, now I'm splurgin' (Stop Snitchin' Studios, we got that heat, bruh)

[Chorus: bloodonmybalmains]
F-F-Fanta Grape, it look like it already dirty
I just walked into Saks with some stacks, now I'm splurgin'
I-I-I got the drop on this fuck boy, he already murdered
Brew only got blue, it look like some dish detergent

[Verse 2: bloodonmybalmains]
Why he-Why he poppin' Adderall, PeeWee would be mad at y'all
I can taste the codeine still, I'll wash it out with alcohol
Heard-Heard he got some Robin Jeans, I'll rob his jeans, then laugh at ya-y'all
He just turned on Snap Maps, get my knife, we 'boutta roll (Can you please follow me back on Instagram?)
I just ate a Percocet, all I know, I'm 'bout the checks
Just because I'm talkin' to this bitch, don't mean I want sex
Sixty hours weekly on Steam, you a sw-sweat
Since we really doxxed this prick last week, he stayed off the net n-net net n-n-net

[Verse 2: PeeWee PurpDrank]
My stamps lookin' Crip, my stamps lookin' Crip... Fanta Fruit Twist
I'm back on my shit, my swag is so lit
ZIP bomb 'em with ZIPs
I'm parkin' this whip, I'm lookin' for space, where the fuck is it, is?
If I catch his ass lackin', I'm crackin' his ribs
I just hit the post office with all counterfeits
Designer, designer, I'm 'boutta be rich
Sharpshooter perc, take a chance, I won't miss
King of SoundCloud, go and crown me for it
Looked him deep in his eyes, he not down with this shit
If she take Molly, I'll frown on a bitch
If you say I'm the goat, then I'll bah 'cause I'm IS
In the kitchen, I'm whippin' the potion, I'm sippin', got sodas on table, some bartender shit
RPG on me, I'm not talkin' Fable
DJ Claire, she in the cut turnin' tables
I just poured syrup in Fanta, not maple
If he use RhymeZone, that's a sin, that's so shameful
Shoutout my fans, let you know I'm so grateful
Shout out Zedek 'cause he been stealin' cable
Still sippin' Prime, mentally you're disabled
I cloned the dev repo, you still usin' stable
You a clown, and your gang is a masquerade
Sit in the dark if you throwin' shade
I got juice on me now like some Minute Maid
Blunt and some Wock in my cup just to ease the pain
Like every day now is a lovely day
People repost on my SoundCloud page
If they hate, then they bound to it anyway
Bottle is purple, it was Fanta Lemonade

[Chorus: bloodonmybalmains]
F-F-Fanta Grape, it look like it already dirty
I just walked into Saks with some stacks, now I'm splurgin'
I-I-I got the drop on this fuck boy, he already murdered
Brew only got blue, it look like some dish detergent
F-F-Fanta Grape, it look like it already dirty
I just walked into Saks with some stacks, now I'm splurgin'
I-I-I got the drop on this fuck boy, he already murdered
Brew only got blue, it look like some dish detergent