"Fancy" lyrics

He gon' beat this coochie up, ya, he beat it up, ya
He gon' beat this coochie up, up
(Mani Montana, bitch)

Tell that bitch I'm fancy
Hunnid' bands up in my panty
Go and catch a tan, do a dance
Twerk in my pajammies
And these bitches don't want beef, so they askin' for the hammy
And I never really cared, I ain't tryna meet yo mami

If yo bitch bad lemme see you throw some bands on her
And I never was a hater
But these bitches need some toner
And I rather be away from these niggas, Like a Loner
When I walk up in the room, all these niggas gettin'- (Ha)
When I say he trickin' on me, I don't mean manipulation
Everday it be a movie, while y'all bitches illustrations
You be lying on yo' grave, bitch you fake like animation
All you wanna do is talk, but I left the conversation
Bitch, I feel like Avatar, hotter than the fire nation
I be quick to take a trip, so I guess I'm on vacation
And I told him I was French, but he say that I'm Jamacian
And he say he tryna spend, but he need some motivation, so I

Tell that bitch I'm fancy
Hunnid' bands up in my panty
Go and catch a tan, do a dance
Twerk in my pajammies
And these bitches don't want beef, so they askin' for the hammy
And I never really cared, I ain't tryna meet yo mami, nigga

Huh, he gon' beat this coochie up, up (Fuck)
He gon' beat this- (The fuck?)