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[Intro]
Zeke
Britney
Fanmail
PlanetZero
Britney, bitch

[Chorus]
I thought you was hot
What's happening-ning
You niggas playing pretend
Told you when I left
Exactly what's happening
I ain’t coming back again
I'm at the top
Sitting with some brand new kin
Somewhere you ain't ever been
You all in my ear and I can't even hear what you saying
Hoe, you a Britney fan

[Verse 1]
Okay, like
All that hate just fanmail
Ain't no difference
I can't tell
W-W-Why can't you just take the L
Your stats down bad, wish you well
Smoking on Davey Jones exotic
Let me know if you got it
And I took my music off auto pilot
Had to fuck around, start driving (Go)
I can make the pussy cat sing like Miley Cyrus
F-F-Fuck around and shoot in her iris
Hook your shit like a pirate
My music spread like a virus
The fuck do you mean
If I was you I would be me
I can't be lame, what you mean
Sure, he carry a beam
But he never aim it at me
I can’t believe that's a thing