Yankee Anthem. Lyrics

Where my bad bitches at?

Where my bad bitches at?

Where my bad bitches at?

Where my bad bitches at?

Where my bad bitches at?

Where my bad bitches at?

Where dem bad bitches?

She super bad like Meagan Good, this bitch a contradiction (Wussa)

She send that link & her address, & me I handle shipping (On Gotti)

She ont like to wear no bras, I told her free dem nipples (Wallahi)

Tiger stripes, when she take off dat Nike Tech, official tissue

I got bones to pick up witchu

Hard to get but I'm gon getchu

Made you take her out to dinner,

You know she aint gon hit you

Hair to dat ass, sittin

9 to 5, dem niggas tippin

Told her we gon have dat boy first to protect his lil sister

Double D's, you know dat attitude bad

Come get suspended

I wish a nigga would try say his passport got more stickers

I'll take you out to Paris, see Mbappe handle business

This Quagen Quagmire, no be Casa' dat I'm sippin

Hunnit thou-wow on these keys, this car came from where Hitler live

50 shades, I sex you

It's time for dat whip again

And she gotta gap so when she (suck me slow)

She whistling

Dat booty thang keep lookin at me, ima have to check dat temp

Wait til I go

That Casa' make you shake like a hoe

I'm fundin everything for dat throat

I bet I make it rain too, indoors

Take off yo clothes

Section 8, til she broke

Wait til I throw

She wanna shake it on a yacht, not no boat

Ouu I know you wit it

Know you wit it

Balance, 10 digits

9 on me, no difference

Who you came here wit?

Is shawty as pretty?

Hit the road wit Diddy

Brought dat shyt home for da city

Who wit it?

You wit it?

She wake me up with head, you get it

Double pistol on me, I'm too tight

You know da business

Louis you, I Gucci You

Whatever you wit, i'm wit it

Wait til I go

That Casa' make you shake like a hoe

I'm fundin everything for dat throat

I bet I make it rain too, indoors

Take off yo clothes

Section 8, til she broke

Wait til I throw

She wanna shake it on a yacht, not no boat