BAD BITCH ft. Wicked Hyndrx Lyrics

Bad bitch, I don't maintain her Fat ass with a mean demeanor

Put her ass in a cup, then I beat her I just skeet on a bitch, then I leave her

Me and vibes, in this bitch we the Beatles Me and HYNDRX , that boy, he a demon

Yeah, Millz gold too hot , he steaming New glasses, bitch, can't see me

Yeah, suck on my dick, Houdini ? Yeah, suck on my dick, no Cheney

GASK gang we the midday demons I just skeet in her face, see my semen

Put that drip on, I'm feeling too decent All these niggas can't dress, boy, where ur stylist

Bitch ran to check her mileage That bitch not bad, she average , yeah

21 Glocks, I'm a savage, yeah 21 bodies, we caught it, yeah

Hit him with gas, gas, yeah We bout to blast, blast, yeah

I got that guys with me, my brothers outside They came with a beam, yeah

Got choppas and sticks, he hit like a bitch She suck on my dick, I came on her face, yeah

It's clean, yeah, yeah No beam, yeah

Bad new bitch, she mean, yeah Brand new bitch on my team, yeah

It's OTT and GASK , yeah Holding them boy and we pass

Smoke, smoke, yeah Smoke that lil' boy in a pack, yeah

I'm sipping that lean, yeah, yeah You can't hang with me, yeah, yeah

She want some clout, yeah, yeah So she calling my name, yeah, yeah

Pause, pause No condom, I'm hitting it raw

Pause, pause She tryna come taste all my sauce, yeah

Come outside, come outside Me and Lil'tray way , yeah, we ride to die

Me and the guys, yeah, we bout to slide Me and my guys, we come outside hide

I'm unavailable, you cannot see me I'm in your city, I'm coming with demons

Pop a Rambra, they actin' like I ain't with me

Too bad, bad, in the whip they horny What's up with your folks, they be moving too corny

I'ma stack up my bread and get out this city I'm tryna get me a house in the valley

I'm on my grind, I need a lil' ho I'm on my grind, I need a D4

You're not in the studio, how you gon' blow? They keep me at work, boy, I'm always on go

I stay with the guys, cuz they never gon' fold

She say I'm a real bad demon, stop lying to me

Girl, you know I got hitters on me whole lotta niggas with me

Catching whole lotta bodies and they never pin it on me

I'm like, yeah, ain't no, yeah Bitch, I had plans, gon' fight, yeah

She tryna hop on a flight, yeah She wanna get this pipe, yeah

Go, go, go, I'm in my mood, mood, mood She on the floor, floor, floor

Tryna get low, low, low, yeah

She walk in the store, she took all the real clothes

On my fashion head , that nigga not trippin', no, no

Niggas been pimpin' and worshipin

Copied and merged, these niggas done come here to slope

Bad lil' bitch, she a freak

She don't even care, she might get me head in a trunk

Puttin' that shit back in motion, I tell her, let's go

She throwin' it up, girl, she drunk

She a slut for the boy , I'm hittin' up, it was the word

She done in a crib, in that car, she flirt

She don't even know him, why she doin' her work, huh

Got a bad bitch, I'ma maintain her

Me and Vibe in that bitch, we the Beatles

I just get in that bitch and I leave her, huh

I just get in that bitch and I, uh-huh

I just get in that bitch and I leave, huh

I just get in that, uh-huh

Ski, ski, got that ski, uh-huh

TSG