Ice Spice Hannah Montana Lyrics (feat. NLE Choppa & DaBaby)

(Stop playin’ with ’em, RIOT)

With my b****es, but thinkin’ ’bout us
I’m from the Bronx, so there’s no one I trust
I don’t love n****s, I just be in lust
Thank God I’m rich, I was just on a bus (Grrah)
Now I’m cool on a boat
Yeah, I got slim, but I still eat my oats
Paint me a n**** that give b****es hope
Bae, watch your mouth, ’cause you know what I tote

Munchin’ me down and say, “It taste like water”
Do n****s foul ’cause I’m my mother’s daughter
Fine lil’ sh*t, and her money got taller
Rappers ain’t sh*t, I might f**k with a baller (Baller, baller)
Might f**k with a scammer
Best of both worlds, like I’m Hannah Montana
Sold out show when I be in Atlanta
Tweaking together like Ruler Santana

With my b****es, but thinkin’ ’bout us
I’m from the Bronx, so there’s no one I trust
I don’t love n****s, I just be in lust
Thank God I’m rich, I was just on a bus (Grrah)
Now I’m cool on a boat
Yeah, I got slim, but I still eat my oats
Paint me a n**** that give b****es hope
Bae, watch your mouth, ’cause you know what I tote

Ayy, she wanna hold on my choppe
She’s by the hopper, she buy on the problem (Krr)
Yeah, mama hotter than lava
She driving me crazy, I need her asylum
Eat it up, eat it up, grab me, keep it up
Don’t slow down to your bust, like a Nina
No glove, OJ, condom, no way
Rolled up with her is the only way

With my b****es, but thinkin’ ’bout us
I’m from the Bronx, so there’s no one I trust
I don’t love n****s, I just be in lust
Thank God I’m rich, I was just on a bus (Grrah)
Now I’m cool on a boat
Yeah, I got slim, but I still eat my oats
Paint me a n**** that give b****es hope
Bae, watch your mouth, ’cause you know what I tote

Baby, when we going, put my gun in your bag
My mama say she think that I’m a thug and she mad (Hey)
See, she tryna keep her shape right
She been in the gym, they in love with her ass
Addicted to it, she must be a drug ’cause she dead
Married to the money, I’m in love with the cash
Hating for a minute, n****s love when you crash (Uh-huh)
Put it on, it’s fitted, it’s a dub on his ass (Yuh)
Super fine sh*t
Never been too friendly if you asked, I probably wouldn’t give a hug to your ass (Nope)
Let me put the AR with the drum in your bag (Prr)
Lacking like we in this b****’s love when we smash (Smash, smash)

With my b****es, but thinkin’ ’bout us
I’m from the Bronx, so there’s no one I trust
I don’t love n****s, I just be in lust
Thank God I’m rich, I was just on a bus (Grrah)
Now I’m cool on a boat
Yeah, I got slim, but I still eat my oats
Paint me a n**** that give b****es hope
Bae, watch your mouth, ’cause you know what I tote