Thin Ice Lyrics – Megan Thee Stallion
“Thin Ice” is an English song by Megan Thee Stallion, released on October 20, 2026, as a part of her album MEGAN ACT III: HOUSE OF TINA. The composers of “Thin Ice” include Buddah Bless as the composer and Megan Thee Stallion as both the singer and lyricist. This indicates their respective roles in the creation of the musical composition, vocal delivery, and songwriting for the song. The collaboration of the two is seen through the roles played by Buddah Bless in composing and Megan Thee Stallion in singing and writing lyrics for the song. “Thin Ice” is a term that means a situation that is very delicate where a small mistake could have grave consequences. The song may be about risk, tension, confidence, or standing up against someone who is almost overstepping the line based on the title of the song, though the actual meaning of the song would depend on the lyrics. The inclusion of the song in the album MEGAN ACT III: HOUSE OF TINA means that the song is a part of the musical collection of the album.

Thin Ice Song Info
| Song Information | Details |
|---|---|
| Singer | Megan Thee Stallion |
| Composer | Buddah Bless |
| Lyrics | Megan Thee Stallion |
| Album | MEGAN ACT III: HOUSE OF TINA |
| Release | 20 Oct 2026 |
| Language | English |
Thin Ice Song Lyrics
I think you better quit talking that s*it
It’s all about the he say, she say bulls*it
(Buddah bless this beat) Yeah
What?!
I’m back in that mode again
I’m outside fu*king these hoes again (What?!)
I’m viral as fu*k, I bet you it’s Tina whenever you scroll again, ayy
I post a pic of the ass, guess who’s on my phone again? (What?!)
He say I’m his baby, I told him, “Abort it”
Put me to the test, I got multiple choices
In my garage is multiple horses
On the wake up, I’m so fu*king gorgeous
That ain’t my ball, okay? (Okay)
I splat and then pass it to y’all, okay? (Okay?)
We just be up in the mall, okay? (Okay?)
I kill her then let her respond, okay? (Okay?)
Pink diamonds and nails, huh, b!tch, I’m feeling like Elle Woods
When I turn my bundles Frank White, I know this work gon’ sell good (Good)
N!gga, I’m feelin like Goldie, your ho overly going
B!tch, they call me Tina Montana, I come in the club, it’s snowing
The pu*sy is water, okay?
He fu*king me thinking that I’m finna make him a father, but, n!gga, I’m smarter, okay? (Okay?)
You been a ho since the day you came out your mama
In love with my body, okay? (Okay)
The ho you fu*k raw is a can and I’m a coke bottle
In love with my waist, okay?
I’d rather just ride on your face, okay? (Okay? Aww; what?!)
B!tches be thinking they doing their big one, nobody set was gagged
I’m s*itting on hoes in jeans and a t-shirt, croc, Himalayan bag
One foot on the gas, one foot in they ass
I’m getting some head, one heel on the dash
He put on the glove but don’t ever last
(??) like that b!tch in a cast
I’m sick of these apps, sick of these men
You hating but look who you watching again
Whatever you say, I’m outta your way
Nobody thinking ’bout you over here
I’m Black and I’m proud, the skin James Brown
The body is smoking, no black and mild
I need me a girlfriend like Toni Childs
We lifting our t-shirts, going wild, yeah, yeah
I woke up s*xy as fu*k
The first thing I did was check my account
Last thing on my mind was a n!gga
I’m in couture, you in the store
My body is ripped, you know I tore
I don’t get even, I up the score
I show up and ball, my Gucci is gorgeous
My hair to the floor, I don’t have no pores
A real rich b!tch never touch a door
I got my waist on Amanda Lepore
I got my titties sitting up in Dior
Finna go (??)
All eyes on me, I feel like Shakur
If you love Tina, get ready for tour
I’m shaking this ass all over the world, baow (What?!)
One thing you hoes gon’ stop doing, hm
Is comparing yourselves to a b!tch like me, (Yeah, brrt)
I think you better quit talking that s*it
It’s all about the he say, she say bulls*it