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fanni compton - imma gangsta lyrics

yo!
listen up fam
fanni is representin’
the og
f to the c
ya get me
rah man
brrrrrrrap
yo run dat

imma gangsta
not a w+nksta
f+ck me over and i’ll turn into a prankster
all my days
clouded in a haze
i like to smoke green if ya know what i mean
yo skirt up high showing too much thigh
i see you all check it as i wiggle on by
i see you all flex tryna’ catch my eye
i know you wanna smack it but i say “bye bye”

drivin’ in ma car with the bass down low
pink furry dice and my blacked out windows
garms on fleek fam bang on the trend
better watch ya back ‘cos this is my ends
ain’t no banter
a’int no lie
if ya got beef then i’ll shank ya in the eye
ya got beef twice then you know ya gonna die
i’m as hard as f+cking nails
and i never ever cry
imma gangsta
boy better know that imma gangsta
oh imma gangsta
b+tches be knowin’ that i’m gangsta

now let me tell a story and it happened long ago
my mother didn’t love me and she said she had to go
my dad he was a lazy f+ck
on me he never spent a buck
and so it was a stroke of luck when he said “yo
you’re out on ya ear
you need a f+cking career
no more eating all my food
and no more dossing round here”
so i packed my bags up
and i was ready to go
dad grabbed me by the neck and said
“get out ya hoe’
don’t touch me yo
hands off me yo
trust me cuz ‘cos i’m about to blow
i got a gangster crown
and i am head of this town
believe me when i say i turn it upside down
i’m fierce like a lion
if ya cross me you’ll be crying
i’m the only gangsta in this town
of that there’s no denying
i’m a ghetto princess and i bring distress
call the police
i’m about to confess
imma gangsta
boy better know that imma gangsta
oh imma gangsta
man dem be knowin’ that i’m gangsta

check check me now
nike airs on ma feet
hoops in ma ears
now my looks complete
as i walk by you tell me that ya wanna smack dat
well lemme think now
(hehe)
f+ck dat
i’m on a mission
not a mission to mars
i gotta be a girl gangsta and spit some bars
i gotta knife in my pocket
and i go off like a rocket
so i just say “f+ck it”
and leave ya with the scars

imma gangsta
boy better know that imma gangsta
oh imma gangsta
b+tches better know that i’m gangsta
imma gangsta
not a w+nksta
f+ck me over and i’ll turn into a prankster
all my days
clouded in a haze
i like to smoke green if ya know what i mean
yo skirt up high showing too much thigh
i see you all check it as i wiggle on by
i see you all flex tryna’ catch my eye
i know you wanna smack it but i say “bye bye”

gangster gangster gangster
she’s so gangster gangster gangster
she’s so gangster gangster gangster
oh she’s proper gangsta

imma gangsta
boy better know that imma gangsta
imma gangsta
you know i’m f+cking gangsta

scrrrrrrrra!

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