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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Princess Nokia
Performer
Mike Sabath
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mike Sabath
Composer
Destiny Nicole Ortiz
Composer
Tatyana Nieves
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Sabath
Recording Engineer
Neal Pogue
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Excuse me, you whack ass bitches
I need ya'll to know, it's no competition, bitch
You could never, bitch
You see me? And you see you?
Brat-dat-dat-dat
[Verse 2]
Look at me
So clean, no effort
Pony tail, ripped jeans, no effort
Face clean, gold ring, no effort
Insane, my chain big pressure
Look at me
So clean, no effort
Pony tail, ripped jeans, no effort
Face clean, gold ring, no effort
Insane, my chain big pressure
[Verse 3]
I don't like diamonds much
And I think rappers suck
I'm in the ice cream truck
I got the ice creams on
I just Cheech and Chong
Baby, rip the bong
Marc Jacobs shirt
With the sequin thong
It's a hot girl summer and I pulled up on my bike
It's a wet hot summer and I feel like cherry pie
Get a threesome going 'cause you know that's what I like
It's a alt girl party and they fuckin' right outside
Wet hot summer, wet hot summer
Going everywhere, I'm a trackstar runner
Subi on the jeans, I'm a mad hot stunna
I'm a BAPE STA girl and these boys all bummers
Boys all funny
I dont want no part
Takes 5 steps from me
With a Playboy heart
I'm the UFO in the sky with stars
Put the Tripp pants on, come fuck with this art
[Verse 4]
Look at me
So clean, no effort
Pony tail, ripped jeans, no effort
Face clean, gold ring, no effort
Insane, my chain big pressure
Look at me
So clean, no effort
Pony tail, ripped jeans, no effort
Face clean, gold ring, no effort
Insane, my chain big pressure
[Verse 5]
Now what the fuck these bitches want?
I ain't got shit for them
These bitches is still basic
Like they shop on Fordham
These bitches is still basic
With the 10 Spot dress
These bitches is still basic
In they rainbow best
If you think you doin' somethin'
I think the fuck not
I'll put you on blast
And blow up ya spot
I'll blow off ya top
And make you all drop
If dick was your mouth
These bitches would suck cock
[Verse 6]
I been parting off the waters when the waves get hot
Ain't no other bitch like me that could take my spot
When I hit the stage runnin', bitches panties drop
I been signin' boobs, call 'em tater tots
And in case you wonderin'
I'm from Harlem, babe
I'm the diplomat girl with the Harlem shake
I'm on 1st ave, gang, we at Hajji's, babe
You dont know me, nena
You just know my name
[Verse 7]
Look at me
So clean, no effort
Pony tail, ripped jeans, no effort
Face clean, gold ring, no effort
Insane - my chain big pressure
Look at me
So clean, no effort
Pony tail, ripped jeans, no effort
Face clean, gold ring, no effort
Insane, my chain big pressure
[Verse 8]
No, no, no effort
(My, my chain big pressure)
Look at me, no effort (Look at me)
Pony tail, no effort (Pony tail)
Face clean, no effort (Face clean)
No, no, no effort
Written by: Destiny Nicole Ortiz, Michael Sabath, Mike Sabath, Tatyana Nieves