[Chorus]
Bitch, I feel like Lindsay
Fully loaded on the track
Your mom saying that I'm trash
But your dad gave me his racks
I'm the new Britney (It's Slayyyter, bitch)
Dripped in sparkles, shake my ass
I'm that bitch, and that's a fact
He wanna pitch it from the back
Bitch, I feel like Lindsay
Fully loaded on the track
Your mom saying that I'm trash
But your dad gave me his racks
I'm the new Britney (Bitch)
Dripped in sparkles, shake my ass
I'm that bitch, and that's a fact
He wanna pitch it from the back

[Verse 1]
He's saying I'm too sassy
I'm like "boy, then why you match me?"
I could wife a athlete
In high school I fucked the track team
He wanna give me backshots
Told him "take a number"
Pussy hitting likе a slap-shot
Got him sweating like the summеr
Boy bye, see that tear in your eye
Boy bye, was playing cute now he cry
Boy bye, I can buy my own shit
Boy bye, boy bye
[Chorus]
Bitch, I feel like Lindsay
Fully loaded on the track
Your mom saying that I'm trash
But your dad gave me his racks
I'm the new Britney (It's Slayyyter, bitch)
Dripped in sparkles, shake my ass
I'm that bitch, and that's a fact
He wanna pitch it from the back
Bitch, I feel like Lindsay
Fully loaded on the track
Your mom saying that I'm trash
But your dad gave me his racks
I'm the new Britney (Bitch)
Dripped in sparkles, shake my ass
I'm that bitch, and that's a fact
He wanna pitch it from the back

[Verse 2]
Pussy way too candy
You can't even understand me (So sweet)
Take one lick of this, you're on a ride, like in a taxi
Bitch, I feel like Lindsay
Catch me posted with them Mathletes (Kevin G)
I just popped a bottle
Made it rain because I'm classy (Pop)
I'm your toxic ex
Call me Britney, bitch
Looking way too hot they wanna kiss me (Bitch)
Know on the top they wanna diss me (Who?)
Your man want the top, he getting missed quick (Mwah)
[Chorus]
Bitch, I feel like Lindsay
Fully loaded on the track
Your mom saying that I'm trash
But your dad gave me his racks
I'm the new Britney
Dripped in sparkles, shake my ass
I'm that bitch, and that's a fact
He wanna pitch it from the back
Bitch, I feel like Lindsay
Fully loaded on the track
Your mom saying that I'm trash
But your dad gave me his racks
I'm the new Britney
Dripped in sparkles, shake my ass
I'm that bitch, and that's a fact
He wanna pitch it from the back