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4C
1,276
Hip-Hop/Rap
4C was released on March 13, 2026 by Believe UK as a part of the album SOUTH LDN LOVER GIRL
album cover
Release DateMarch 13, 2026
LabelBelieve UK
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM125

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ms Banks
Ms Banks
Vocals
Thyra Oji
Thyra Oji
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thyra Oji
Thyra Oji
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
HARGO
HARGO
Producer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
Hair 4C but you can't foresee
The icon Queen B I'm about to be
Waist petite, pretty and my hair fuzzy
They say they don't, cah they know they can't fuck with me
Hair 4C but you can't foresee
The icon Queen B I'm about to be
Waist petite, pretty and my hair fuzzy
They say they don't, cah they know they can't fuck with me
[Verse 1]
Uhh
They get lip filler to get their lips bigger
Who you tryna convince?
You know who the blueprint
Throw me out to the wolves, come back widda mink
Poppin' out, cah the real is going extinct
Get like me, bitch, get like my people
She going black, she going negro
It's top bins, I don't even need a free throw
Them gyal fly only when they hit Heathrow
Stunting I'll give it a miss
I just be counting resid's
Handling, minding my bizz
They know what time it is
Bitches bright and green like high-vis
Can't take my shine, it's in their eyelids
Nah, they can't keep a good man down
I just glow, Afro when I wear my crown
I wear my pride outside and when nobody's around
Big Banks ready, know that I'm the talk of the town, uhh
[Chorus]
Hair 4C but you can't foresee
The icon Queen B I'm about to be
Waist petite, pretty and my hair fuzzy
They say they don't, cah they know they can't fuck with me
Hair 4C but you can't foresee
The icon Queen B I'm about to be
Waist petite, pretty and my hair fuzzy
They say they don't, cah they know they can't fuck with me
Uhh
[Chorus]
Whine up your waistline
Pon da bassline
Whine up your waistline
Pon da bassline
If you don't take time
Might just break spine
He want my digits cah that face card don't decline
Wordplay sublime
Big vibes when I rhyme
I make genres mine, rap, drill or grime
Ain't as gritty as mine
I got that sticky-icky cherry, that one of a kind
[Verse 2]
Uhh
Who told bitches that they need a BBL just to sell?
I'm stacking my riches up like shelves, oh, well
My home girl said, "looking swell"
Don't care if they give me hell, I will prevail
They send with no mail
Their egos so frail
I just eat my kale
And sip ginger ale, L-O-L
Anything I do, these bitches wan' be on my tail
Re-heating my nachos when that shit is so stale
[Chorus]
Hair 4C but you can't foresee
The icon Queen B I'm about to be
Waist petite, pretty and my hair fuzzy
They say they don't, cah they know they can't fuck with me
Hair 4C but you can't foresee
The icon Queen B I'm about to be
Waist petite, pretty and my hair fuzzy
They say they don't, cah they know they can't fuck with me
Uhh
[Chorus]
Whine up your waistline
Pon da bassline
Whine up your waistline
Pon da bassline
If you don't take time
Might just break spine
He want my digits cah that face card don't decline
Wordplay sublime
Big vibes when I rhyme
I make genres mine, rap, drill or grime
Ain't as gritty as mine
I got that sticky-icky cherry, that one of a kind
Kind
Written by: Thyra Oji
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