BBS Lyrics

How he make a nigga tremble on the beat

This nigga got me tap dancing on the beat

Tap dancing with balencies on my feet

How you hating I got bbs on the feet

How you hating you can't even pay the fee

Niggas hating I'm the one you wanna be

How he make a nigga tremble on the beat

This nigga got me tap dancing on the beat

Nigga got me tap dancing on my beat

Hating I got bbs on the feet

How you hating you can't even pay the fee

How you hating I'm the one you wanna be

I been tryna up the score on the swag

I been tryna up the pole on her man

I got a package and it's coming in from France

Shut up! Let me see the tag

Let me see the bag from the store

Let me see the bag from the store

I hate to say it but I always wanted more

I hate to say it but I'd rather pour a four

Point me to the baddest in the group

I'm tryna see who I'm taking home in the coupe

Me and Fabs counting money once again

I'm been tryna take more lessons from the pen

I been tryna send more blessings to my friends

I'll never stop but I never seem to win

Me and Fabs counting money once again

I'm been tryna take more lessons from the pen

I been tryna send more blessings to my friends

I'll never stop but I never seem to win

I been tryna up the score on the swag

I been tryna up the pole on her man

I got a package and it's coming in from France

Shut up! Let me see the tag

Let me see the bag from the store

I hate to say it but I always wanted more

I hate to say it but I'd rather pour a four

It kinda look like heaven wanna close its doors