Bad Bitch, New Watch Lyrics

Bad bitch, new watch type shit (Yuh)

Diamonds on my wrist, uh

You know this shit legit (It is)

When I ride, my top down

No such thing as speed limits (Skrrrt)

You can talk all your shit

But I'd watch your damn lip (Watch it)

So much money on me

Stack that shit into the sky (Mhm)

When I fly by, 200 watch me glide (Vroom)

E30 M3, that bitch got 4 eyes (It do)

You see that shit coming

Know it's tuned, it's game over

I'd say "goodbye" (I would)

Uh, in this for life I'm cemented (I am)

Even if I die, there won't be a goodbye (Nah)

I hope you know you can't beat me

No matter how hard you try (You can't)

My brother stays by my side

Get your ass sent in the sky (Mhm)

30 rounds and choppers

With hollow rounds aimed at your eye (Grrrr)

Is there even a point for you to try?

I'd just say your damn "goodbyes" (I would)

Say your grace, say that shit when you eat (Say that shit)

You never know when you might die

Especially in this city

You'll never know how or why (You won't)

Yeah, you'll never know how or why (You won't)

I'm not playing around with you

This place is filled with death (It is)

That shit ain't funny in any way

Could say some dark shit call me Seth (Seth)

Your bitch in these streets

How you not smell her breath? (How?)

She out here like all these folks

Getting addicted to that meth (She is)

Not sure why the system chose this

But that's just how it be (Is is)

Damn poor people in the streets

They can't even get a bite to eat (Nah)

Welcome to America, let alone Milwaukee (Mhm)

Seeing people with trash bags

That shit almost makes me weep (It do)

That shit is really a sad sight to see

This is just the state of MKE

Can't get some images out of my mind

Some shit has given me PTSD (Damn)

All I ever wanted to do

Was play my cards and just be me

But now I can't even do that, uh (Why?)

Scared of returning to the streets (Oh)

Don't know why I'm so scared

I got some resources now, it's cool

But growing up in that shit

It will mentally ruin you (It will)

Rich kids will never understand

The pain that we went through

They more worried about the C minus

That they got in school (They are)

Man, I ain't ever cared about that shit

And now look at where I'm at (Uh huh)

VVS diamond studded Rolex

With a Presidential Band (Bling)

Got my hand on a bad bitches thigh

You know Imma hit that when I land (Clap clap)

Yeah, I'm talking 'bout a private

Going to a warm place filled with sand (Uh huh)

Private villa for me and her

With some drinks in our hands