Thin Ice lyrics by Megan Thee Stallion

0:00I think you better quit talkin' that shit

0:03It's all about the he-say, she-say bullshit

0:11(Buddah blessed this beat), yeah

0:13(Hey, Mondo), what?

0:16I'm back in that mode again

0:17I'm outside fuckin' these hoes again (what?)

0:20I'm viral as fuck, I bet you it's Tina whenever you scroll again, ay

0:23I post a pic of the ass, guess who's on my phone again? (What?)

0:26He say I'm his baby, I told him, "abort it"

0:28Put me to the test, I got multiple choices

0:29In my garage is multiple horses

0:31Ho, on the wake-up, I'm so fuckin' gorgeous

0:33That ain't my ball, OK? (OK?)

0:34I splash and then pass it to y'all, OK? (OK?)

0:35We just be up in the mall, OK? (OK?)

0:37I kill her, then let her respawn, OK? (OK?)

0:39Pink diamonds and nails, huh

0:40Bitch, I'm feelin' like Elle Woods

0:42When I turn my bundles Frank White

0:44I know this work gon' sell good (good)

0:45Nigga, I'm feelin' like Goldie, your ho overly goin'

0:49Bitch, they call me Tina Montana

0:50I come in the club, it's snowin'

0:52Ay, the pussy is water, OK? (OK?)

0:53He fuckin' me thinkin' that I'm finna make him a father

0:55But nigga, I'm smarter, OK? (OK?)

0:57You been a ho since the day that you came out your mama

0:59In love with my body, OK? (OK?)

1:00The ho you fuck raw is a can, and I'm a Coke bottle

1:02In love with my waist, OK? (OK?)

1:03I'd rather just ride on your face, OK? (Aw, what?)

1:06Bitches be thinkin' they doin' they big one, nobody set was gagged

1:09I'm shittin' on hoes in jeans and a T-shirt, Croc Himalayan bag

1:12One foot on the gas, one foot in they ass

1:13I'm gettin' some head, one heel on the dash

1:15He put on the glove, but don't ever last

1:17I make the dick stiff like that bitch in a cast

1:18I'm sick of these apps, sick of these men

1:20You hatin' but look who you watchin' again

1:22Whatever you say, I'm out your way

1:23Nobody thinkin' 'bout you over here

1:25I'm Black, and I'm proud, the skin, James Brown

1:26The body is smokin', no Black & Mild

1:28I need me a girlfriend like Toni Childs

1:30We liftin' our T-shirts, goin' wild, yeah (yeah)

1:32I woke up sexy as fuck

1:34The first thing I did was check my account

1:35Last thing on my mind was a nigga

1:37I'm in couture, you in the store

1:39My body is ripped, you know I tore

1:40I don't get even, I up the score

1:42I should walk a ball, my Gucci is Gorgeous

1:44My hair to the floor, I don't have no pores

1:45A real rich bitch never touch a door

1:47I got my waist on Amanda Lepore

1:48I got my titties sittin' up in Dior

1:50Finna go Rize, might eat your boy

1:52All eyes on me, I feel like Shakur

1:53If you love Tina, get ready for tour

1:55I'm shakin' this ass all over the world

1:57Baow (what?)

2:01One thing you hoes gon' stop doin' (hm-hm)

2:05Is comparing yourself to a bitch like me, yeah (brrt)

2:11I think you better quit talkin' that shit

2:14It's all about the he-say, she-say bullshit

2:22Yeah (brrt)

2:24♪