(Bella) Bella talking: I flew out to Barcelona to show you who messed with. Oh yeah and my friends came too. Sorry B, but you made me do this
Gettin' texts from my ex, I think he knows he's up next Yeah, they hate when I flex, it don't really make sense Yeah, I got a lot of enemies, I don't want to make amends (nah) I don't want to make friends (nah), I just wanna make M's (yeah)
(Rice) Look, I say a prayer for my enemies They cannot slow down what's meant for me Funny how they come around like I can't see they're secret identities Lately it's all about Zen in me Subtractin' the negative energy Fuck with the family, turn your ass to a memory
(Bella) 2K on a jacket, and my wrist on Cartier What I'm saying, they don't wanna hear All the hating what's got me here Ayy, yeah, who talking shit? I'ma let 'em know You had the best but you let it go All that hating is gettin' old I was letting you hang with my clique though!
(Rice) Rollie on me, it's a big boy With the gang, smoking big doinks I just started to invest, now this fit on me cost a Bitcoin You ain't getting no checks, record label taken all the big coins You can't hit 100 mill', little bitch, I'm making big noise
Bella's a girl with attitude, you're a meme, we just laugh at you I ain't even really mad at you, honestly, I feel bad for you
(Bella) All you ever did was chase the clout Too bad you had to run your mouth Coulda been in the fucking gang Coulda lived in the fucking house Just threw a party a there Edwin I had your girl gettin' out there, no regrets, no sorrys here She a troll, she is not for real Fake ass making secret deals You ain't make it on your own, you made it 'cause of DailyMail
You really thought I was going to let it go? Nah, I just had to let you know You had the best but you let it go All the hating is gettin' old I didn't catch feelings since you slept around You did it for the fucking clout
*Music cuts off*
(Bella talking) I don't think we should go that hard Rice
(Rice talking) I mean we didn't fly here for nothing, keep going.
*Music kicks back in*
(Bella) Hold up Banks, yeah I got the kill, he ain't really want the drama still I remember I was really down, tired of being made a clown, yeah I had to plot for real, now I got another mill'
I could never care what you think though Ice on me like I'm in snow I don't really got flow but I'm spitting facts like a lake goes
(Rice) Gettin' texts from her ex, I think he knows he's up next Yeah, they hate when we flex, it don't really makes sense Yeah, we got a lot of enemies, we don't want to make amends (nah) we don't want to make friends (nah), we just wanna make M's (yeah)
——- hey guys. it's literally about to be 3 am and here i am updating this story. i literally just combined two songs (champions by kanye west and bitcoin by ricegum) and got this. i'm a dumbass i'm sorry💀 i'm working on the next chapter where brandon and the boys react to the "music video." again i'm a dumbass. idk when that will be up but pls check out my shawn fic! and let me know what you think. xx litangeles
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(sorry i'm dumbass. but if anyone walks to talk or has ideas message me!)
