JOTINA

Intro] [Hook] It’s Jo-tinaa!! (uh) It’s Jo-tinaa!! (yeah) Big tina, bad bitch— It’s Jo-tinaa!! (woo) [Verse 1] Never lost a man I need, I’m the one they need Why the fuck would I be heated? You the one that bleed Your loss—same bed, I’m sleepin’ in peace, you not with the bum company you keep. (you) i'm so happy you getting the hate you needed ive been waiting to get my 2 piece in (fine-na-lee) This Glow-stick head hoe, swear she hard— but that face ain't pleasin. (no-ba-dee) Wash that spray tan, who you tryna be? Identity crisis, not my problem, see? she's never been checked, tryna play with me, i'll spread you everywhere, miss guac-ca-mo-lee [Hook] It’s Jo-tinaa!! (yeah) It’s Jo-tinaa!! (woo) Say it loud, say it three times It’s Jo-tinaa!! [Verse 2] Bitches get mad ‘cause I do what I do, Hatin’ on Jo, ‘cause you can’t do it too. A broke bitch talkin’? a bunch of who’s who. i make it look easy, most hated, most rated, Funny how the most hated always end up celebrated. Look at my opps—where they at now? Shows how pathetic you move with women, Only dig you got is draggin’ women— B-O-D-Y. u got No game—every girl you tried to chase, sigh All curved you quick, not a single one came Always drunk, sloppy and loose, please stay hidden, makes US sad when we see it Even your homies whisper excuses, they won't admit it. Whole rep gone, whole city done clocked out, n' respect don’t stick where your ego goes. it's up your ass, hope you know Every girl I know got a story of they own. So who we callin’ thots? Who we callin’ hoes? ever seen a bitch sub themselves, like bitch thats you [Hook] It’s Jo-tinaa!! (uh) It’s Jo-tinaa!! (yeah) Big tina, bad bitch— It’s Jo-tinaa!! [Verse 3 / Drop] DM this, DM that, boy please— Me, her, another, had you beggin’ on knees. Love-bombs, pics, insecurities, While your main bitch slept, you was textin’ with me. City know the tea, I ain’t gotta expose, Screenshots saved, all the secrets I hold. One wrong move, I could clear your name, remember when you played with mine? I warned you, I told you, you ain’t listen— Now I’m talkin’ my shit, bitch, I’m winnin’. I’m not like these nosy hoes, I mind my own— but keep playin’ with Jo— I’ll drop the files, i can let everbody know. Receipts in the closet, no skeletons, though. I got no reason to hide, no lies, bitch, check my place. Say it three times, make it hit, It’s Jo-tinaa!! and I’m that bitch. [Hook / Outro] It’s Jo-tinaa!! It’s Jo-tinaa!! Big tina, bad bitch— It’s Jo-tinaa!! City full of jokes, always pointin’ at the women, Whole time y’all the ones out here steady sinnin’. Every sentence you spit got puss