resting in anti socialism - p!nkm0de lyrics
[intro: babysantana]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woah, yeah, yeah*yeah*yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woah, yeah, yeah*yeah*yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah*yeah*yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, woah
[chorus: babysantana]
i*i*i*i*i’m with my twin, finna blow me a bag up in neiman, then go cop a crib in miami
i’m only fourteen but i’ma blow up and as soon as i do, i’ma get me a grammy
she told me that i am the goat so i told her
“i know baby girl, like do you understand me?”
she followed my ig, i followed her back, then she came to my crib and she took off her panties
she asked me like, “tana, are you antisocial?” and i told her, “no, girl i’m socially anti”
i put up my hands and i pulled out my bl!ck then pulled out my katana, i feel like tiandi
m*me and giuseppe, we hit benihana’s and spent us a bag, she like, “boy, you so fancy”
i put on the drip then the fans do the same, now they hop on my wave like a bunch of chimpanzees
[verse 1: babysantana]
she said that she from new york so i’ma switch it up for a second and put on some drill
if he talking down on my brother, he gon’ meet the woo, we gon’ pop that boy just like a pill
now i feel like dang, i just poured me a deuce, now i’m off of the lean, i just cracked me a seal
i call up on g, he pull up to your block and my goons come and guarantee you get k!lled
[chorus: babysantana]
i*i*i*i*i’m with my twin, finna blow me a bag up in neiman, then go cop a crib in miami
i’m only fourteen but i’ma blow up and as soon as i do, i’ma get me a grammy
she told me that i am the goat so i told her, “i know baby girl, like do you understand me?”
she followed my ig, i followed her back, then she came to my crib and she took off her panties
she asked me like, “tana, are you antisocial?” and i told her, “no, girl i’m socially anti”
i put up my hands and i pulled out my bl!ck then pulled out my katana, i feel like tiandi
m*me and giuseppe, we hit benihana’s and spent us a bag, she like, “boy, you so fancy”
i put on the drip then the fans do the same, now they hop on my wave like a bunch of chimpanzees
[verse 2: slump6s]
they wanna get me, yeah i know
i stay with a stick like i’m g.i. joe
i told her that i wanna hit it again (ayy, cgm, f*ck going on?)
she said, “lil’ 6 you too d*mn bold” (the f*ck going on, maajins?)
i did it once and made that girl forget it
i got the fire’ to make a n*gga quit it
chop’ to his face’ll have a n*gga sh*tting
feel like luisss the way i’m knocking off his fitted
b*tch i’m stayin’ wit’ it, i got extensions
stay with a chop’, did i forget to mention?
xd gon’ put him in different directions
x*x*xd gon’ put him in different dimensions
you is the student and i am the teacher
so i’m finna put his lil’ ass in detention
told her i’ma get her a bag and she texting me, “period”
f*ck do it look like, a sentence?
i pop a perc’ and i still ain’t die yet
my pockets fat, boy they need a diet
getting some money, n*gga you should try it
got a suppressor, leaving him in silence
in the room, boy, i’ve been feeling like the highest
th*th*that n*gga lost, i think he need some guidance
step in the room and i’ma get behind it
no fetty wap but i’ma go rewind it
[verse 3: playboi carti]
i’ma go f*ck that b*tch (yeah), i’ma go thrash that b*tch (yeah)
shawty gon’ suck this d*ck (yeah), shawty gon’ suck this d*ck (yeah)
that’s a pull*up b*tch (yeah), don’t make me pull up, b*tch
i smash that thot, then pull out, b*tch, might push to flacko sh*t
watch me pull up, take your chain, lil’ b*tch
i’m on deebo lit (yeah), i’m on ‘migo lit (yeah), i’m on kilo lit (yeah)
i go psycho, b*tch, watch me sock your b*tch
watch me thrash that b*tch, then i pass that b*tch
cop the prada, b*tch, get one for the zip
got that prada bag (yeah), got one for my b*tch (yeah)
lil’ boy hit like blitz (yeah), lil’ boy, this my b*tch (yeah)
got me mad as sh*t (yeah), so i slapped the b*tch (yeah)
i ain’t even hop in the coupe (yeah), your b*tch gon’ star at the clique (yeah)
i ain’t even f*ckin’ this thot, yeah, the b*tch gotta start with the clique, yeah
all of my diamonds they flawless, all of my diamonds legit (yeah)
all of these diamonds, they costin’ (slatt, hold up)
slatt, move like a boss, slatt, move like a boss
i get that dope, kilo, yeah, come f*ck with the boss (yeah)
smokin’ that gas, diesel, yeah, smoke like a boss, yeah
she throwin’ it back like a frisbee, yeah, hit like a boss (yeah)
[interlude:babysantana]
when you needed me the most, i was there, untitled
but when i needed you, you were nowhere to be found, untitled
i had so much love that was just there, building up for you, and you left me in the dust, untitled
you made me look like a fool, all the embarrassing videos and pictures of us together
i thought it would never end, but look at us now
no longer in contact, untitled
i love you, i’ll see you soon
and with that being said, untitled
[verse 4: ssgkobe]
hit from the back like (yeah)
h*h*hittin’ your b*tch, make her cum right (yeah)
he talkin’ sh*t, see the sunlight (hey)
he tried to run up, he see this (yeah)
i*i*i got too many hoes up on my line for me, take off a b*tch and that b*tch ain’t the (kind)
i could’ve really gave this ho the whole world, but she f*cked it up with that b*tch and the (lyin’)
hop in the trackhawk, this b*tch is a push*start
i*i*i’m sippin’ lean with your b*tch, sippin’ wockhardt
hard for the ‘gram, but you p*ssy, you not hard
f*ckin’ your thot, smokin’ dope, i’m a rock*star
roll up a ‘wood, made me rollin’ lumber
and that b*tch kinda fine, i’ma get her number
i’ma cheat on this ho ’cause i don’t care
i’m like six bodies up, i can’t use no rubber
[chorus: babysantana]
i*i*i*i*i’m with my twin, finna blow me a bag up in neiman, then go cop a crib in miami
i’m only fourteen but i’ma blow up and as soon as i do, i’ma get me a grammy
she told me that i am the goat so i told her, “i know baby girl, like do you understand me?”
she followed my ig, i followed her back, then she came to my crib and she took off her panties
she asked me like, “tana, are you antisocial?” and i told her, “no, girl i’m socially anti”
i put up my hands and i pulled out my bl!ck then pulled out my katana, i feel like tiandi
m*me and giuseppe, we hit benihana’s and spent us a bag, she like, “boy, you so fancy”
i put on the drip then the fans do the same, now they hop on my wave like a bunch of chimpanzees
[outro]
kids, n*gga, go to the f*cking wendy’s, dude
‘fore i turn this whole ride upside down, n*gga
you talking to the big blood, n*gga
have my savages run right in this sh*t right now, n*gga
turn in the f*cking wendy’s
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