Lb Moon - Fanta Lyrics

All white that fanta
She call me Santa
Drop the top to the phantom
Diamonds on me dancing
Vvs they prancing
Got yah bitch glancing
Designer be the fashion
Yah bitch wanna smash it

Getting this guap
I can not stop
Balling hard
These niggas gon flop
Cash flow Can't stop
Till I touch the top
My Car push to start
My weed
Smell Like fart
Stupid bitch like bart

I want in put it in my kart
My riches to long they to far
You play with me get hit with that fire
She can't trust me imma liar
Nina sing like Mariah

That tool I carry
Ou you a baddy
She call me daddy
White hoe like caddy
She stay in valley
F*ck these hoes
Gotta keep my pole
Protecting on my soul
You niggas I don't owe
Like Danny I go ghost
I jus stay on these roads
MyMind stay a float
F*ck with me and I'll tote
I'll shoot you im yah throat
Money a mission, i go
Sell out all this dope

Confide to me
Come and join the team
We smoke gasoline
That promethazine
Purple on my sheet
Big Locc RIP
Hope you watching me

All white that fanta
She call me Santa
Drop the top to the phantom
Diamonds on me dancing
Vvs they prancing
Got yah bitch glancing
Designer be the fashion
Yah bitch wanna smash it

Diamonds out of sync
F*ck do you think
I can never sink
Mixing that pink
And that stink
Perfect combo
Dishing like rondo
Oh you a blind hoe

How can you can't see me
These diamonds gleaming
Life ain't what it seems
Get close with that beam
Rolling with my team
And we stay with green
Stay fresh winter green

All white that