BAD BATCH ft. Chowdaaa & Foreign4x Lyrics

(Ooh, ooh)

(Yeah, okay)

(Coast-Boy business, you already know what the fuck we on)

(Got my niggas up in this bitch with me)

Where the chicken at? So much bread, think I won a trophy

I'm puffin' black mamba in the booth, niggas think I'm bluffin'

Too-too-too much gas up in the pack, got my shoulders hunchin'

If I got this knock up on my hip, do you think I'm bussin?

Yeah, I'll renovate the pack, Imma get to puffin'

She got her booty out for me? Imma get to fuckin'

Engineer got ADHD, he still mixing somethin'

Niggas thinkin' we don't have the blower, Imma get to uppin

(Come on)

They like, foreign, where you been, bitch, I'm in the trap

The boys gon' try to pull me over, told the pigs, hold my sack

I'm tryna ship a hundred bows and then bring it back

Ayy, I popped a Yerky fuckin' on my bitch, almost broke her back

Ayy, I popped a Yerky, scratchin' on my face, almost skimmed my tats

Ayy, I popped a nigga, then I bled the scene, had to double back

Ayy, she lookin' for him, she ain't seen his ass, where the fuck he at?

Last seen, rolled up in the wood, niggas goin' bad

Shonin at the party, I said, bitch, shake that ass crack

You duckin' when I shoot, I think you niggas need Aflack

She gon' suck it anyway, said "let's get to the brass tax"

And we got Shonin in this bitch, said we really the Bad Batch

Look, this nigga pulled up with a pint of wock, how you match that?

Ayy, I'm bouncin' out with chops and ARPs, blowin' cats back

She want the lofy out my pocket, told the bitch, that you can't have that

Look, I'm finna build the bitch and break the bitch, then I'm out jack