Ice Spice – Think U The Shit (Fart)

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In a much-anticipated moment, the acclaimed artist, Ice Spice, unveiled his latest musical masterpiece titled “Think U The Shit (Fart)“. Ice Spice, known for this soulful melodies and thought-provoking lyrics, had been teasing his fanbase for months about this upcoming release. The excitement had reached a fever pitch in the weeks leading up to the song's drop, with fans eagerly dissecting cryptic social media posts and deciphering hidden clues in his previous work.

Moreover, the song, “Think U The Shit (Fart),” marked a significant departure from Ice Spice's previous project, embracing a fusion of genres that was both unexpected and enthralling.

As “Think U The Shit (Fart)” resonated through the airwaves, it became evident that Ice Spice had once again demonstrated his artistic evolution, leaving an indelible mark on the music industry.

The release of this song proved that Ice Spice's creativity knew no bounds, and fans eagerly awaited his next musical journey.

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Ice Spice – Think U The Shit (Fart) Lyrics

[Intro]
What the fuck I'ma say in the intro?
Hahaha
You want me to say somethin' so bad
(Stop playin' with 'em, Riot)
Can you, please?

[Chorus]
Think you the shit, bitch?
You not even the fart (Grrah)
I be goin' hard (Grrah)
I'm breakin' they hearts, like
Bitches be quick, but I'm quicker (Like)
Bitches be thick, but I'm thicker (Like)
She could be rich, but I'm richer (Damn)

[Verse 1]
Take-takin' her man (Takin' her man)
Don't give a fuck (Don't give a fuck)
Out in the Yams (Out in the Yams)
And I'm keepin' one tucked (Keepin' one tucked)
I make me some jams (I make me some jams)
Unlock that advance (Unlock that advance)
I said four hundred bands (I said four hundred bands)
Just to do my lil' dance (Grrah)
Bitch, I'm a brand (Like)
Bitch, I'm a baddie, I get what I want (Damn)
All in Balenci', I look like a bum
I got the jatty, he just wanna hump (Hump)
Walk through and start shakin' my hips
I'ma dip when I stack all my chips (Like)
Strip a dummy, I want the whole ‘fit
I got a French nigga sendin' me tips, grrah

[Verse 2]
His bitch at home playin' dress-up (Huh?)
She must've thought she could catch up (Grrah)
I got my foot on they necks, I can't let up (Grrah)
She all on the floor, told her get up (Get up)
She my son, but I ain't her mammy (I ain't her mammy)
Bitches can't stand me (Bitches can't stand me)
Eat through my panties (Eat through my panties)
Hard knock life, no Annie
I need a vacay, I'm losin' my tan (Damn)
I'd lose anything before my man
I'm a pretty bitch, I don't like fightin'
On the beat, I'm goin' Super Saiyan (Grrah)
I said, “Mirror, mirror, who the fairest?” (Huh?)
Leave a bum nigga lookin' embarrassed (Like)
Spent a hundred-fifty on some carats (Grrah)
That shit cray like them niggas in Paris

[Chorus]
Think you the shit, bitch?
You not even the fart (Grrah)
I be goin' hard (Grrah)
I'm breakin' they hearts (Like)
Bitches be quick, but I'm quicker (Like)
Bitches be thick, but I'm thicker (Like)
She could be rich, but I'm richer (Damn)