[Intro]
Let me tell you about a bitch
She was privileged as fuck
And acts like a prick
She had a good man
His name was Mike
They had two kids
Everything was alright
But things took a turn
With nothing but fights
Easter was the first
Angie bitching all the time
Brie got pissed
Clinched her fist
Punched that bitch
Right between her eyes
[Chorus]
You think your Cinderella
But people will tell ya
You’re cunt zilla
You’re not from the villa
[Verse]
She went to the grams
To eat KFC with the fam
She started bitching
Bc she thought her mom was dissing
The black painted nails
That Hayden detailed
It got out of hand
Everyone was pissed
As she talked about her mom
Being a bad mom
Hypocritical shit
When she did the same shit
[Chorus]
You think your Cinderella
But people will tell ya
You’re cunt zilla
You’re not from the villa
[Verse]
Mike found out about the whore
His girl fucking the dude next door
A pedo bald crack head
The church had his bed
In the basement
Due to getting kicked out
For fucking all about
She threw her life away
Signed her rights away
She didn’t want children
She’s fucking insane
[Chorus]
You think your Cinderella
But people will tell ya
You’re cunt zilla
You’re not from the villa
[Outro]
She texted her sister
A couple months ago
To make her feel better
About not being unstable
But Brie ain’t no dummy
She can see the lies
Angie’s a cunt zilla
We see it all the time
[Chorus]
You think your Cinderella
But people will tell ya
You’re cunt zilla
You’re not from the villa