Thot Shit

[Verso 1]


 Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit 

Post me a pic, finna  make me a profit 
                                        E 
When  the liquor hit, then a bitch get toxic 



 I've been  lit since brunch, thot shit 

Order 42 for the table,  let's pop shit 

Missionary  or doggystyle, I'ma top shit 
            E 
Pussy- ass niggas hatin' on me from the closet,  ah 
                     E 
Hoes tryna call me   a snake, shit, I guess I can relate 
                Em                 E 
'Cause a bitch spit a whole lotta venom 
            B                    E 
 And since these hoes all rats, when they come around me 

All I see is a whole  lotta dinner 

I walk around the house butt- naked 
                     E                           F 
And I stop at every mirror just to stare  at my own  posterior 
    E                 D                 E     F 
 I don't give a f ck   who talk behind   my back 

'Cause the bitch knew better than to  let me  hear her 


[Refrão]

                                        E 
Hands on  my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit 
       F             E 
Hands on my  knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit 

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit 
                              E 
Hands on my knees, ha- hands on my knees 
 F                                E           Em 
Hands on my knees, shakin'  ass, on  my thot shit 

Hands on  my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit 
              Em 
Hands on  my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit 

Hands on my knees, hands on  my knees 


[Verso 2]


       E 
Hoes  said they wish a bitch would, and  I'm a genie 

Bitch so hot, gotta stay in bikinis 

He got a girl,  but he keep beggin' to see me 
                               F 
I love  it when a nigga got a mouth  full of VVs 

No,  I'm  not a patient, but I  let him treat me 
E                F           E 
  I gotta be  a doctor  how I'm orderin' CCs 
                               Em 
Go to  your place,  no face,   no case 
              E       F 
Ninety- nine percent tint  in a  blacked- out Wraith 
E 
  I remember  hoes used to clap for me happily 
                E 
Now I'm bossed up and them  same hoes  mad at me 
                                E 
Acting like they ridin', whole time tryna pass me 
                                        E 
Watchin' me go through it, still tryna drag me 
                                                 Em 
Actin' like you winnin', if you think about it, actually 
                         E 
Are they supportin' you or really just attackin' me? 
                                   E 
I don't give a f ck 'bout a blog tryna bash me 

 I'm the shit per the Recording Academy 


[Refrão]

          F                                Em 
 Hands on   my knees, shakin' ass, on  my thot shit 

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit 
                                     E 
Hands on my knees, shakin'  ass, on my thot shit 
 F                   E                F 
Hands on  my knees, ha-  hands on  my   knees 
            Em 
 Hands on   my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit 

Hands on  my knees, shakin' ass, on my thot shit 

Hands on my knees, shakin' ass, on  my thot shit 
             E 
Hands on my knees, hands on my knees 


[Verso 3]



Drinkin' out the motherf ckin' bottle on my thot shit 

Everything I eat go straight to my pockets 

2021, finna graduate college 
                 E            D 
 Goth girl shit,   I'm a real   hot  topic 
  E                    F 
 F* ckin' on a nigga, make him  sing, on some  pop shit 
                                   E D 
I need  a real headbanger, on some     rock shit 

Pussy like crack, wanna hit  it like dope 

Got a real hot box, but a bitch don't smoke