Bhad Bhabie - Yung And Bhad (feat. City Girls) (2018)

Текст песни Bhad Bhabie - Yung And Bhad (feat. City Girls)

Pre-Chorus:
P-P-Pull up in that wraith, and make these bitches pledge allegiance
[?] my necklace, so much ice, my heart done turned into a freezer
Count up the racks
(Count up the racks)
Run up a sack
(Run up a sack)
[?] the drip, [?] talk
Pull up to the [?], and empty the clip

Chorus:
Young and bad
All my bitches young and bad (Young and bad)
Young and bad
All my bitches young and bad (All my bitches young and bad)
Young and bad
All my bitches young and bad (Young and bad)
Young and bad
All my bitches young and bad (All my bitches young and bad)

Verse:
Young and bad, young and rich
Banana clips on the stick
Pull up and pop at your bitch (Pop at your bitch)
Been in this shit for a minute (for a minute)
I shoot the clip like a lemon (like a lemon)
I treat these bitches like bitches
Ready for war, we gon’ end this bitch out in a minute
Iced out, bitch try to ride my wave, get wiped out (Wiped out, hoe!)
Pi-pipe down, come through, shut it down right now (Right now, bitch)
Whole lotta bad bitches
Fashion Nova bad bitches
What you gon’ do to them hoes? Same thing we did to them last bitches
Pu-pu-pull out the lot (Pull out the lot)
I drop the top (I drop the top)
Pop at an opp
Fuck it, I’ll pop at a cop (Bitch!)
Bitch don’t want these problems
Cold case, nobody solved it, no way
Keep the revolver, [?] bitch, I’m ballin’
I’m at the top, I don’t plan on falling

Pre-Chorus:
P-P-Pull up in that wraith, and make these bitches pledge allegiance
[?] my necklace, so much ice, my heart done turned into a freezer
Count up the racks
(Count up the racks)
Run up a sack
(Run up a sack)
[?] the drip, [?] talk
Pull up to the [?], and empty the clip

Chorus:
Young and bad
All my bitches young and bad (Young and bad)
Young and bad
All my bitches young and bad (All my bitches young and bad)
Young and bad
All my bitches young and bad (Young and bad)
Young and bad
All my bitches young and bad (All my bitches young and bad)

Verse;
City girls got these hoes shook like a soda (Explode)
Now I drive a Porsche, bitch, you drive a Toyota
Used to make the money stretch like yoga (Facts)
I told y’all once I get rich, it’s over
B-B-Bad bitch, go get your nigga and your wig snatched
He cut the check already, come and get your dick back
I-I’ll slap yo’ ass, I swear to God, won’t get your lick back
I’m in the whip, faster than a ride at Six Flags (Period)

Verse:
Young and bad
We can’t talk until that check cut (Nah)
Just signed a deal under a year, gotta respect us
Purse YSL, shoes Chanel, bitch, I’m living well
It’s a blessing that we made it, ‘cause we been through hell
Don’t need your [?] because we got our own shit, bitch
Don’t buy me [?] because we got our own lick, bitch
We feel like flexing tonight, we ‘bout go crazy
‘Resha, Miami, and J.T. fuckin’ with Bhad Bhabie
Period

Pre-Chorus:
P-P-Pull up in that wraith, and make these bitches pledge allegiance
[?] my necklace, so much ice, my heart done turned into a freezer
Count up the racks
(Count up the racks)
Run up a sack
(Run up a sack)
[?] the drip, [?] talk
Pull up to the [?], and empty the clip

Chorus:
Young and bad
All my bitches young and bad (Young and bad)
Young and bad
All my bitches young and bad (All my bitches young and bad)
Young and bad
All my bitches young and bad (Young and bad)
Young and bad
All my bitches young and bad (All my bitches young and bad)