Fanta by Lil Supra Lyrics

Fanta,Fanta,Fanta
Run up like a pantha'
Saw yo' chick the other day
Wait, ain't her name Samantha?
Crash the GTR on the fuckin' freeway
I ain't gon' fix it bitch, imma buy, imma pay
Go to the shooting range
Bitch I spray
Im the Burger King, boy i get it my way
Gucci wallet in my pocket (yuh,yuh)
You can tell she hot, By the way she walk it
Hoe told me put a fork in a fuckin' socket
I said bitch your probably got yo' self a red rocket
Pour some Sprite in my double (yuh,yuh)
Bitch you said you hate me, get the fuck out my bubble
You gon' be a bunch of mofuckin' trouble
I see yo' eyes lookin' at my mofuckin' duffle