Lipstick

[Intro: D-Lo]

I like bitches that's ratchet, ayy

And I like bitches that be trappin', ayy

And I like bitches that be chasin' they bag

And I like bitches that like bitches that ain't, ayy, ayy

[Verse 1: D-Lo]

Uh, she a thick bitch, thick bitch

Tryna put my dick on your lipstick

Told her I taste like candy, baby, lick this, like

Can you do that on a big dick?

Ayy, she an American

Shakin' that shit better than Shakira did it

Baby got ass, make it clap, I wanna hear it, hear it

Dick drive this car, I be shiftin' in different gears

I fucked a bitch that never paid me, I ain't did that shit in years

Can you left cheek, right cheek? You know how to do that? Ayy

Baby, I'm a fiend for that ass, Pookie off New Jack

She hella thick, hella thick, got it from her mama

She can't take a dick, I'm heaven-sent, man, that's on my mama

She can't pick the phone up, she got my— in her throat

Ah, this a 9, but it got a switch on it, though

And lil' baby got bodies, but she ain't keepin' no score

Ayy, and she 'bout a bag, she can't never go broke, oh

[Chorus: D-Lo]

I like bitches that's ratchet, ayy (That's ratchet)

And I like bitches that be trappin', ayy (That be trappin')

And I like bitches that be chasin' they bag (Uh-huh)

And I like bitches that like bitches, now that's bad, ayy

Baby thick, but her partner way thicker than her (Way thicker than her)

And she a demon, she want me to put this dick up in her

Boss dog, on my mama, boy, I been a winner

All this money on my plate, it's a chicken dinner, ayy

[Verse 2: John Mackk]

These niggas just heard of me, but I been goin' (Yeah, I been)

Look, baby know I'm him, I ain't big broin' (Bitch, I'm him)

No nigga, baby in her bag, she got big motion (In her bag)

Get to steppin' on these niggas in these Rick Owens (Big steppin')

They say, "Mackk up in his bag, so don't play with him" (Please don't play)

I think these niggas mad 'cause they favor 'em (Niggas mad)

I don't give my real name, I give alias (Fake name)

Get her to the uh and work her out like gymnasium (Work her out)

Huh, huh, I like hoes

I'm talkin' jungle fever shit 'cause I like Black and white hoes

I'm talkin' pawg, raw (Yeah), I put the pipe on

She always takin' hella pictures when she put my ice on (Oh my God)

Like, when she put my ice on

She always throwin' hella ass when she got her tights on

Yeah, when she got her tights on

I'm talkin' raw, raw, and keep the light on

[Chorus: D-Lo & G-Eazy]

I like bitches that's ratchet, ayy (That's ratchet)

And I like bitches that be trappin', ayy (That be trappin')

And I like bitches that be chasin' they bag (You know, uh-huh)

And I like bitches that like bitches, now that's bad, ayy (G, uh)

[Verse 3: G-Eazy]

Women on my team, I got plenty, ooh

Catchin' feelings, it's a pity, ooh

Beat it up, I don't treat her gently, ooh

Put this dick all up on her Fenty, ow

Then slap her cheek, smear her makeup off

She can't suck dick, she 'bout to make it soft

Agent Provocateur, told her take 'em off, bust

Soon as she wipe it off, then I'm takin' off, gone

Hops in the Range, then I do it movin'

I can't wife a bitch, that shit too consumin'

And I don't chase girls, I ain't catchin' her

Women chase me like an episode of Bachelor, wow

But I don't watch television

I just hit the cream, sell a dream, then I sell a vision

Tellin' her I'll be there, then I dip, then I'm hella missin'

Can't spend the night, like, damn, girl, you hella trippin'

[Chorus: D-Lo & G-Eazy]

I like bitches that's ratchet, ayy (Hahaha)

And I like bitches that be trappin', ayy (You feel me?)

And I like bitches that be chasin' they bag (Yeah)

And I like bitches that like bitches, now that's bad, ayy (From the Bay to the universe)

Baby thick, but her partner way thicker than her (Ayy, ooh)

And she a demon, she want me to put this dick up in her

Boss dog, on my mama, boy, I been a winner

All this money on my plate, it's a chicken dinner, ayy