[Intro]
Ahh, ooh
Ahh, ooh
[Bhad Bhabie]
Break it, move it, ordered to be the fool
Gotta play a fool even if it means you lose
Never break the rule
Plenty bitches wanna see my head chopped off
Play it cool, plenty bitches get they heads knocked off
Started from the bottom but I still made boss
Did this shit without 'em and I still made off
Credit line says I keep the bill paid off
Sippin' champagne up in Fendi with two bitches from Italy
Keep a tab on all my enemies, I move like therе's ten o' me
Lightheadеd, I'm buzzin', in light airs like air
Shoot a bitch in a movie like white airs
Nike Airs got 'em jumpin' like Jordan in flight airs like bear
Movin' at the speed of light, light on my feet
Bitches act like gettin' sneaked the typa bitch I be
My history not a mystery, got 'em missin' me
A thousand look like a centipede, like infinity
Keep it cool, call the coroner 'cause you killin' me
Carbon copied the kid, more like a mini-me
Run down on the' bitches, diamonds on me glisten
I can tell the' bitches pissed 'cause I'm winnin', know they offended
Boss move, bitch, I be smilin', see me grinnin'
Pull up in that bright pink coupe, they see me in it
No tint, don't leave a scent, hotter than cement
See, bitch, look what I did, check out my defence
Prevents, stuck in the trenches, I'll never leave it
Remix, fresher than salad, I pop a pussy ho for reachin'
[Unknown Artist]
First off the [?] let’s talk (Let’s go)
She know what she doing (Yeah, yeah)
She been on the road before (Then what?)
She know what she doing (Yeah, yeah)
She killing the diamond flow (Yah)
She went out the booth (Yeah, yeah)
Remind me and you (Let’s go)
[?] the coupe, back in they head (Nah)
I’m living, I came for [?] wrists (Yeah)
The gold on my hand (And what?)
They kicking around some bad bitches (Yeah)
She came in the [?] ([?])
I don’t wanna [?] (Yeah)
No matter where I go, you know I’m [?] ([?])
Alright, alright (Alright, alright)
Jump straight out the plane (Straight out the plane)
Straight to the planes (Straight to the planes)
Doing our thang (Doing our thang)
Duffle bag (Duffle bag)
Full of them thangs (Full of them thangs)
It’s crazy how (And what? And what?)
Let’s go insane (Yeah, yeah)
Got [?], got brain
[?] (Yeah)
And me […]
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