Yeah B*tch (feat. DaBaby)

Let's go (b-) Wait a minute, who are you? (Ayy, yo, K.i.D) B-, I'm a dawg, that's how I talk (grrt) My b-, she like when I be cussin' Yeah, b- (woof, woof), she like how I be f- I put her forehead on my forehead Tell lil' b-, "This p- mine", ain't no discussion She like, "Yeah", that's what she like when she be nu- She back to back, that's how I act when it be up there Your broke- baby daddy ain't got no car, ain't even got bus fare You need my driver come and pick you up? She be like, "F- yeah" That's where my brother'nem keep all the d-, so we can't f- there You put your hands on me, ain't got no gun? You might as well play dead "How the f- them other h- leave you alone?" That's what my bae said Just cashed out on the crib, top of the year, I'ma get that drop - I like my b- crazy, crack a smile, you better drop-dead "You ain't gotta join no gang when you got stain", that's what my pops said Pow-pow-pow, pow-pow, that's what my Glock said I ain't playin' with none of these n-, -, try me, mm Damn, Baby, what that is? That's a body My s- go fast, when I pull off, you can hear, Ricky Bobby Keep on hatin', I'ma end up stayin' at your crib And I make a p- n- bleed, they gon' end up sayin' he on his p- B-, I'm a dawg, that's how I talk (grrt) My b-, she like when I be cussin' Yeah, b- (woof, woof), she like how I be f- I put her forehead on my forehead Tell lil' b-, "This p- mine", ain't no discussion She like, "Yeah", that's what she like when she be n- Mm, yeah, Kilo I hit decline up on a n- (yeah, no) I don't let 'em waste my time (nope) Askin' all these stupid questions (what?) Who it's for? This p- mine (this p- mine, h-) I been a ten, these n- know it Don't pillow talk, don't drop a dime Play, you lay, that's word to Stunna (uh, uh-uh, uh) Yeah, I'm a ten but this a nine (bah-bah) Double Gs 'cause I'm Gucci (boom), I set it off like I'm Boosie (let's go) I like a n- who nasty (on gang), and sing to me like he Toosie (he Toosie) I throw it back on a n- (woo), my p- smack on a n- (yeah) He like, "Mm", and I'm like, "Yeah", I make it clap on a nigga (come here) And that's a fact (oo) I took a lotta Ls, now I want Ms 'cause I'm a Mac ('cause I'm a Mac) If it's big and long and standin' tall, I call it Shaq (I call it Shaq) I make him wrap his d- up like he spittin' on the track (okay) Don't come givin' me no babies 'cause I'm quick to throw 'em back (okay) Yeah, I like it rough, n- (ooh) You got your forehead on my forehead 'cause you stuck, n- ('cause you stuck, n-) Sometimes I s- it for an hour, ain't no rush, n- (what's the rush, n-?) He give me b- 'til his face just like a slush, n- (yeah, -, -) 'Cause it's KayyKilo, a kilo (yeah), don't rush the line like a free throw (lil' b-) I got 'em poppin' they p- and bendin' over to me, h- (woo, to me, -) I take a trip to the bank (that bank), he with some b-, now she blank (she blank) Just dropped a bag on your head (woo, woo), could give a f- what you think (on gang) B-, I'm a dawg, that's how I talk (grrt) (it's Kilo) My b-, she like when I be cussin' Yeah, b- (woof, woof), she like how I be f- (yeah) I put her forehead on my forehead Tell lil' b-, "This p- mine", ain't no discussion (mm) She like, "Yeah", (yeah) that's what she like when she be nu- (ha-ha)