[Chorus] Bad bitch and a mistress, know my main bitch having misfits Lane-switch when I ride, it's raining outside, I hope I don't hit shit I'm a time bomb, nigga, tick tick, Richard Mille, that's some rich shit Fuck a ho and you gon' tell the gang 'cause you a fucking lame and that's some bitch shit Gucci denim, feel like Dapper Dan, know I'm the fucking man, ain't gotta tell it Pull up the Rolls Royce, that's a Cullinan, I know it smell like weed but I don't sell it But still get a pack in and I mail it I be on trap shit with three tellies I bring a bad bitch to the telly, she don't ask for the dick, then baby won't get it
[Verse 1] Championship ring and I know what it bring, couple bottles, some weed, and she riding on me Don't like attention, I black out the windows then slide with extendos, we riding lowkey Niggas be broke and plotting on me Niggas be fake so watch your homies I can't even lie, I'd rather be lonely in a whip with a bitch, I watch her dome me Whip matte-black, ride with the cutter You let a nigga done die with your brother Bitches ain't shit, won't ride for another Now I ain't shit, I lie, say I love her Bitches ain't shit, I lie and say I love her I can't cut ties with the butter That leave you upset when you love 'em I say fuck that, just gun 'em, down
[Chorus] Bad bitch and a mistress, know my main bitch having misfits Lane-switch when I ride, it's raining outside, I hope I don't hit shit I'm a time bomb, nigga, tick tick, Richard Mille, that's some rich shit Fuck a ho and you gon' tell the gang 'cause you a fucking lame and that's some bitch shit Gucci denim, feel like Dapper Dan, know I'm the fucking man, ain't gotta tell it Pull up the Rolls Royce, that's a Cullinan, I know it smell like weed but I don't sell it But still get a pack in and I mail it I be on trap shit with three tellies I bring a bad bitch to the telly, she don't ask for the dick, then baby won't get it
[Verse 2] I don't really sing, that's cap, I rap, but they say that I do so I tell 'em like fuck it I take a bitch to McDonald's and tell her to get what she want and she better McLove it If she ask my name, I'll tell her McLovin I don't make love, a nigga be fucking She don't suck dick, a nigga won't bust She got on Michael Kors and I don't trust I'ma be nasty, be disgusting Still ride with the gang, gang Free them boys out the chain gang They ain't lost shit but they still tryna maintain I'm a bad boy causing ruckus, uh, bro still tryna slang cane Fuck bad bitches, get money, better know the game, mane
[Chorus] Bad bitch and a mistress, know my main bitch having misfits Lane-switch when I ride, it's raining outside, I hope I don't hit shit I'm a time bomb, nigga, tick tick, Richard Mille, that's some rich shit Fuck a ho and you gon' tell the gang 'cause you a fucking lame and that's some bitch shit Gucci denim, feel like Dapper Dan, know I'm the fucking man, ain't gotta tell it Pull up the Rolls Royce, that's a Cullinan, I know it smell like weed but I don't sell it But still get a pack in and I mail it I be on trap shit with three tellies I bring a bad bitch to the telly, she don't ask for the dick, then baby won't get itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
