Tonalità: C minor•
Verse 1
Cm
Yeah, I got bad bitches,
yeah, bitches, yeah
Bad bitches, bad bitches,
yeah, bitches, niggas
I got bad bitches, yeah, bitches, yeah
Bad bitches, bitches, yeah, bitches, yeah
I fuck rap niggas, bitches,
yeah I fuck trap niggas, bitches, yeah
Yeah, I fuck acting niggas bitches, huh?
Yeah, I fuck boxing niggas bitches, huh?
Yeah, same old dirty nigga,
grind me for sure
Silsa man, he got
D.O.G. for sure
They niggas like, he really do this
They mad that they not with the movement
I keep them lil hoes on some bullshit
Young
Silsa, I'm known to run through a bitch
We tryna go run and pursue the bitch I
made my lil bitch go and cook the bitch
I'm switching and swapping
the super shit
Nobody didn't tell her we hooligans
You say you 100, then prove it then
Just know from the drop that hoe let me in
And if I go broke, can you whip a ten?
I might just go buy you a whip again
I love that she breakin' her money in
She love to go fuckin' and fuck again
She play with the wood like a violin
She told me to sleep for the night in
That pussy too fine, roll a dice then
She know I'm a sucker for light skin
I told her I'm turnin' that pipe in
Yeah, told him I'm turnin' his wife in
I got bad bitches, yeah, bitches, yeah
Bad bitches, I'm bad bitches,
yeah, bitches, I'm niggas
I got bad bitches, bad bitches, yeah
Bad bitches, bad bitches, yeah,
bitches, I got bad bitches
I fuck rap niggas, bitches,
yeah I fuck trap niggas, bitches, yeah
Eb
Cm
Eb
Cm
I fuck acting niggas, bitches, yeah I fuck boxing nig gas,
Eb
Cm
bitches, yeah
Money my one leader,
know I pull the whole four
Perkins got me, sweet, yeah,
I be texting, oh- ho
Got bitches that slip with they head right
She tryna make me run a red light
But luckily that lil' hoe that head right
I'm tryna go bust in your head like
My niggas been told me they dead right
Don't have a sense,
think it's a dead night
And fuck all of that, I got
a playa right
You know what I'm worth,
whole playa right
You know that a young nigga
bread right
Won't fuck up a young nigga
head high
Don't pick up the phone until midnight
Got two or three bitches in me at night
My college bitch tryna be somethin' I
had to put her in a threesome
I swear I'm a product of
Issa I fuck on that bitch and release her
And this shit about business, I teach her
Forgot that I fucked me a teacher
I paid a lil' bitch her lease up
Come fuck with me,
hoe, can you keep her?
Bad bitches, bad bitches
Bad bitches, bad bitches
BAD
BITCH
NIGGA
I
FO'
ROCK
NIGGA
BITCHES
I
FO'
TROP
PIXEL
NIGGAS
BITCHES
I
FO'
BOXING
NIGGAS
BITCHES
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