Versurile piesei „Princess Diana”, interpretata de Ice Spice & Nicki Minaj
Grrah (grrah)
Grrah (grrah)
(Stop playin’ with ‘em, RIOT)
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bytches move Wock’ ‘cause they know I got bands (damn)
They be chattin’, I don’t give a damn
And I’m still gettin’ money, I know who I am (grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon’ hit up my ‘Gram (grrah)
If he smart, he gon’ act like a fan (damn)
Thinkin’ you bigger, they got ya head gassed (grrah)
Bytches slow, so I give ‘em a pass
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bytches move Wock’ ‘cause they know I got bands (damn)
They be chattin’, I don’t give a damn
And I’m still gettin’ money, I know who I am (grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon’ hit up my ‘Gram (grrah)
If he smart, he gon’ act like a fan (damn)
Thinkin’ you bigger, they got ya head gassed (grrah)
Bytches slow, so I give ‘em a pass
And I just fell in love wit’ a gangsta (like)
So he put my name in a tatt’ (damn)
But I don’t let him come to the crib (grrah)
So we get it on where we at (grrah)
Nowadays, I be duckin’ them cameras
And they hype that I’m up on them banners
Callin’ my phone, but they know I don’t answer (why?)
In the hood, I’m like Princess Diana (grrah)
I’m thick ‘cause I be eatin’ oats (huh?)
Bytches not takin’ shit from me but notes
Wanna be me, so she do my emotes
And my name in her mouth, so I bet she gon’ choke (bytch)
To her man, l’m the girl of his dreams
Thinkin’ ‘bout me when he brushin’ his teeth
He keep textin’, I leave him on seen
Hottest bytch out and they know what I mean (know what I mean)
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bytches move Wock’ ‘cause they know I got bands (damn)
They be chattin’, I don’t give a damn
And I’m still gettin’ money, I know who I am (grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon’ hit up my ‘Gram (grrah)
If he smart, he gon’ act like a fan (damn)
Thinkin’ you bigger, they got ya head gassed (grrah)
Bytches slow, so I give ‘em a pass
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bytches move Wock’ ‘cause they know I got bands (damn)
They be chattin’, I don’t give a damn
And I’m still gettin’ money, I know who I am (grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon’ hit up my ‘Gram (grrah)
If he smart, he gon’ act like a fan (damn)
Thinkin’ you bigger, they got ya head gassed (grrah)
Bytches slow, so I give ‘em a pass
Lookin’ at me like, „Who bigger than she?” (Who?)
I’m the one who they wishin’ to be (damn)
Takin’ my time ‘cause I don’t wanna bait
If you makin’ your plate, then I already ate (grrah)
One book a flight and go chill in Tulum
Turnin’ heads when I walk in the room (like)
I know he want me, his bytch is a lame
And she make in a year what I spend on a chain (spend on my chain, grrah)
Makin’ it rain (makin’ it rain)
Doin’ my thing (like)
And I’m young, still gettin’ money
My pockets is chubby, nothin’ was the same (huh?)
Takin’ your boo (takin’ your boo)
Makin’ it move
Like, flexin’ on niggas and bytches addictive
Feenin’ for me like they usually do (usually do)
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bytches move Wock’ ‘cause they know I got bands (damn)
They be chattin’, I don’t give a damn
And I’m still gettin’ money, I know who I am (grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon’ hit up my ‘Gram (grrah)
If he smart, he gon’ act like a fan (damn)
Thinkin’ you bigger, they got ya head gassed (grrah)
Bytches slow, so I give ‘em a pass
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bytches move Wock’ ‘cause they know I got bands (damn)
They be chattin’, I don’t give a damn
And I’m still gettin’ money, I know who I am (grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon’ hit up my ‘Gram (grrah)
If he smart, he gon’ act like a fan (damn)
Thinkin’ you bigger, they got ya head gassed (grrah)
Bytches slow, so I give ‘em a pass
