B.B.S. ft. Kyle Volt Lyrics

Should I text him?

She in her bag, XL da Telfar, how does it feel?

Ahead of your class, kickin' out niggas but stepping in heels

Knowin' you jumped off the porch, knowin' you been in the field

Now you be hopping out Porsches, I know it's surreal

Always grinding, always stacking, extra money ain't hurt nobody

Up early, in the gym, stretching and doing pilates

Hydrating, eating healthy, know that you love your body

Queen treatment, lowkey, but I know that you love to get naughty

Don't need a nigga for nothing she stay to herself

Multiple options, put em' all on the shelf

Messed with her heart once, now she hotter than hell

Killed all her exes but she always made bail

Miss Independent consistently slayin

Two people on two different pages

Fuck around and we might make arrangements

Bad as hell, I know you ain't playing

High maintenance

Never complacent

B.B.S. She gone keep you waiting

All natural, don't need a face lift

Always late, but never outdated

She got bad bitch syndrome, she ain't putting up your shit

Got her own house, she ain't never gon' pay no rent

She got hoes, she got dough, so I know she extra lit

Got multiple degrees but she still know how to strip

Bad Bitch Syndrome

Bad Bitch Syndrome

Bad Bitch Syndrome

Bad Bitch Syndrome

Bad Bitch Syndrome

Bad Bitch Syndrome

Bad Bitch Syndrome

Bad Bitch Syndrome

Yeah she a bad bitch, she got what I want, she got what I need

She going to school, she know how to strip, but that's just for me

The head is insane, she playin' the game, you know what I mean

She stuck in her ways, she head over heels, but that's how it be

We met a long time ago, she was even bad back then

She ain't ever look my way

She ain't even like my friends

Give me a couple years, Imma come back, be your man

Imma come spin yo' block

So we could do it again

So why take it slow, fuck it let's move me in

Let me get all your bills

You can still pay your rent

We can lay low, build a guitar in your bed

We can get comfortable

I'm your lover I'm more than your friend

I know you don't need my shit right now

Miss Independent, she got her own style

Anything you want, girl I got it right now

Love you so much, I won't throw in the towel

She got bad bitch syndrome, she ain't putting up your shit

Got her own house, she ain't never gon' pay no rent

She got hoes, she got dough, so I know she extra lit

Got multiple degrees but she still know how to strip

Bad Bitch Syndrome

Bad Bitch Syndrome

Bad Bitch Syndrome

Bad Bitch Syndrome

Bad Bitch Syndrome

Bad Bitch Syndrome

Bad Bitch Syndrome

Bad Bitch Syndrome

B.B.S.