ILBB2 (Remix)

[Verse 1: Jorjiana] Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh I love bad bitches too Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh I'm rockin' some Trues, what's new? Von told me to rap my ass off Shit, I'm tryna tell him the same Get to the guap, I'm tryna take this shit far, but never forget where I came I want the richy-richies, but I don't really care for fame, uh-huh I want the tracky-trackies, this lil' ho aggy, he ask do my son need a daddy? I been poppin' it, my old ho keep tryna stop me, my old friends turnt wishy-washy Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh I love bad bitches too, aight, ooh Put me on planes when I land, I'll still take flight This lil' ho cute, finna ask him what he doin' tonight Green in the cup, but it taste like Sprite I love it so wrong, but it feel so right Uh-huh, it feel so right, uh-huh Uh, uh-huh, uh, uh-huh They talk rеal big, but they sharin' they pipes, woo Thеy callin' me Caitlin, I'm ballin', get your pape' up Uh, uh-huh White in his nose, that shit look like makeup Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh I love bad bitches too Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh I love bad bitches too Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh I'm tryna get rich, so fuck out my face tryna lay up Haha, uh, uh-huh, I love bad bitches too [Bridge: Jorjiana & GloRilla] Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh (On gang, gang) I love bad bitches too (GloRilla) Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh (On gang, gang) Huh, go, haha (Uh, uh) [Verse 2: GloRilla] (Hey, hey) Yeah, I love them bad bitches (Why?) 'Cause I'm a bad bitch too Caught my nigga cheating, boy, why you ain't call me? (Huh?) I fuck bad bitches too Fuck I'ma hate on the next ho for? (The fuck?) That ain't what bad bitches do Naw, we can't lay up, 11 a.m. checkout, nigga ass gettin' the boot (Outta there) I'm a big dog, I don't argue over niggas (Ho) Leave that shit for the puppies I can get dick anytime I want (Stamp that) Baby, that shit ain't nothin' Topic of all these niggas discussions (Yup) But ain't none of 'em fucked me Like my niggas tall and brown (What else?) And mixed with a little bit of ugly [Outro: GloRilla] Uh, uh-huh, they say shooters shoot Uh, uh-huh, Duke Dennis, what's up with you? Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh (Hahaha, Jorjiana, what the fuck these niggas on, man?) Uh-huh (Uh, uh), on gang, gang