FANTA Lyrics

Aye Aye Aye

Trying to blow up soda popping

Call me Fanta

Ho Ho Ho what she is

In her chimney like I'm Santa

Shit get blurry I can't make it clear unless I hit that Canna

808's knocking on this beat

Baby that's Santana

Feel like Juice up in this shit

Rolling Doja in my planner

How you judging my life choices but you chose to be a scammer

Phone alert from a bad bitch

Think her name was Amber

Phone alert from alert for a bad bitch

Fucking her on camera

If I hit right, She going hit left

Shit was moving uh too slow

Took a quick step

Careful how you move around these niggas you cant misstep

They say that they want a lesson lemme teach y'all in depth

Lemme teach yall niggas yeah ain't nothin guaranteed

In a world of followers you got to step and lead

When I was just a kid they ask what you wanna be

But even if I told them swear to god they won't believe

For a minute I was down I was low

Now the only thing below is your girl before I blow

Had a battle in my mind fighting thoughts yeah toe to toe

Out my head and in the stu now I'm going flow to flow

Out here balling on you niggas now I'm going coast to coast

Gently down the money stream bank account gon row the boat

Life is nothing but a dream you asleep if you don't know

I don't need a fucking team I'm a get it on my own

Trying to blow up soda popping

Call me Fanta

Ho Ho Ho what she is

In her chimney like I'm Santa

Shit get blurry I can't make it clear unless I hit that Canna

Eight O eights knocking on this beat

Baby that's Santana

Feel like Juice up in this shit

Rolling Doja in my planner

How you judging my life choices but you chose to be a scammer

Phone alert from a bad bitch

Think her name was Amber

Phone alert from alert for a bad bitch

Fucking her on camera

You the type to walk in and the shordies they gon hurry out

I look like the nigga that she tell you not to worry bout

Mixing in this shit I had to gon pull my McFlurry out

Percentage hella high yeah you could say I took the curry route

Nigga don't do promo he think he gon blow by word of mouth

EP hella trash can't believe I fuckin heard him out

Jamir been a rapper it's just recently y'all heard about

Dropping all these bars you could would think a nigga workin out

Trying to blow up soda popping

Call me Fanta

Ho Ho Ho what she is

In her chimney like I'm Santa

Shit get blurry I can't make it clear unless I hit that Canna

808s knocking on this beat

Baby that's Santana

Feel like Juice up in this shit

Rolling Doja in my planner

How you judging my life choices but you chose to be a scammer

Phone alert from a bad bitch

Think her name was Amber

Phone alert from alert for a bad bitch

Fucking her on camera