[Intro: Pap Chanel]
I go dummy mode (That's Trae, pick and roll)
I go dummy mode, uh-huh
I go dummy mode (Billy, what you cookin' up?)
I go dummy mode
P.A., P.A., look, ayy
[Verse 1: Pap Chanel]
P.A.P. From the 478
Watch your approach, that determine your fate, ayy
This kitty make a nigga catch a case, got that ho 'round my thumb Tatted my name right on his face, ayy
Rich bitch vibes, what's that lil' boy, I'm picky
Making boss moves, all you hoes itty bitty
Tell me why your niggas say your twerk air pissy?
No wonder why my opps clicked up, y'all move fishy
He might shoot his shoot but I never see his balls
Take over his wallet, declining his calls
I be the problem you bitches can't solve
Black trucks at Saks, I walk in and take all
Ayy, give no fuck 'bout your status
Turn a boss to a addict, ayy
'Bout them ratchetivites, he know I get active
Pressing his pockets, dispense it, then I cash it
[Chorus: Pap Chanel & Trina]
Uh, ayy, who's bad?
P.A.P. never going out sad
Bougie bitch, only move 'bout that cash
Take over his pockets and dodgin' his ass
Boss of his pockets, take over his cash
Go blink on a nigga real quick like the speed of my lashes, huh?
Tell me who bad?
Take over his over his pockets, I'm running his cash (Yeah, Trina)
[Verse 2: Trina]
Rich and bougie, first class
Do the math, made a milli' off ass (Woo)
No caption, said he bought me a Birkin
Nigga, can you buy me a mansion?
Top chefs, king crabs, Nobu
Just because I took him (Yeah, uh) don't mean that I know you
State-to-state, moving fast, global
I ain't worried 'bout a bitch in my past, I'ma show you
Stay ten toes, l'ma soldier
Asking who's bad, it's the queen of the South (Yeah)
Where the real bitches putting money over clout (Clout)
All my real niggas getting money in the trap, yeah
[Chorus: Pap Chanel]
Uh, ayy, who's bad?
P.A.P. never going out sad
Bougie bitch, only move 'bout that cash
Take over his pockets and dodgin' his ass
Boss of his pockets, take over his cash
Go blink on a nigga real quick like the speed of my lashes, huh?
Tell me who bad?
Take over his over his pockets, I'm running his cash, ayy
[Outro: Pap Chanel]
Uh, ayy, who's bad?
P.A.P. never going out sad
Uh, ayy, who's bad? (Pretty bitch only move 'bout that cash)
Take over his over his pockets, I'm running his cash, uh
Uh, ayy, who's bad? (Tell me who bad? Go blink on a nigga real quick like the speed of my lashes, huh?)
Uh, ayy, who's bad? (Tell me who bad? Take over his over his pockets, I'm running his cash, ayy)
Uh, ayy, who's bad?
Uh, ayy, who's bad?
