Lyrics

I got a Bad Bitch And shes better than Bad Bitch And shes be Bad Bitch And shes better then the rest Why you trippin baby you know you the best I been I been I been Ive been off it for the stress Ouu Ouu Nigga talkin now he dead Tryna bag you don't even have no bread You a cop you was talkin to the feds Sleepin on me you don't even have a bed Yeah my shawty sexy And I swear if you ain't her than you can't fuckin text me You can't fuckin text me Ayo Jay I can really leave you like your bestie Don't you try to test me Go get your bitch she tryna caress me You in my head rent free Your loves a drug and I've been off it heavy With the gang and we P Runnin through the road till the tank on E I'm the one that you need I'll take you shopping I don't care about the fee I feel like curry cause im shooting hella 3's You makin music now (fuck fuck) You makin music now you lookin up to me You smokin mids nigga thats not even weed (hold up) Pour up Pour up Pour up Pour up Pour up Pour up Pour up Pour up Pour up Pour up Pour up Pour up Pour up Pour up Pour up Pour up I got a Bad Bitch And shes better than Bad Bitch And shes be Bad Bitch And shes better then the rest Why you trippin baby you know you the best
Writer(s): Kezia Friday Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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