Bitches

[Intro: Rich Homie Quan]

Yeah (What?!)

Rich…Homie…Quan

(Thugger. What?! What?!)

[Hook: Rich Homie Quan & (Young Thug)]

My car goes faster than yours lil' nigga damn right I know it (SWOO!)

My bitch she badder than yours hell yea young nigga I know it (Main bitch)

My clique gon' fuck, she fuck you up, yea nigga I know it (Sheesh!, sheesh!)

Yo baby momma  get fucked by me, my nigga I know it

But I like (Bitches) bitches

(Bitches) bitches (bitches) whoa

(Bitches) bitches (bitches) bitches (bitches) whoa

(Bitches) (bitches)

What you like? (Bitches)

I like (Bitches)

I fuck (Bitches)

I can't trust these (Bitches)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]

Bitch ass hoes

Every thing a nigga say should be quoted

Get between the lines like a Roly Poly

Rich Homie Quan attracted the green like he's molded

[Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan]

Got a hunna thou in the top room, nigga I ain't playing bout money my nigga no more

Say she wanna feature, what's ya budget?

Bad bitches can't stop it can't stop it(Whoo)

MC Hammer can't touch 'em (can't touch 'em) (can't touch 'em)

Catch a nigga sleepin' in the porta-potty and

Run up on 'em then buss 'em

But I ain't tryna get in no trouble, you can ask thugger

[Verse 3: Young Thug]

I ain't worry bout nothin', I ain't worry bout jack

Got a hunna bloods with me, all 'em screaming "Ratta-tat-tat"

Money bout longer than a 'Lac

Young stoner life, nigga YSL

Three hoes, call me Quan ills

On the way to heaven,  we raise hell

[Hook: Rich Homie Quan & (Young Thug)]

My car goes faster than yours lil' nigga damn right I know it (SWOO!)

My bitch she badder than yours hell yea young nigga I know it (Main bitch)

My clique gon' fuck, she fuck you up, yea nigga I know it (Sheesh!, sheesh!)

Yo baby momma  get fucked by me, my nigga I know it

But I like (Bitches) bitches

(Bitches) bitches (bitches) whoa

(Bitches) bitches (bitches) bitches (bitches) whoa

(Bitches) (bitches)

What you like? (Bitches)

I like (Bitches)

I fuck (Bitches)

I can't trust these (Bitches)

[Verse 4: Rich Homie Quan]

Lame ass niggas (lame-o's)

Try'na act cool, it's a shame on these niggas

[?] times two

[?] in this bitch, [?] with this dick

You took her on a date but I left with this bitch

Cook it in your face like a chef in this bitch, yea chef in this bitch, bitch

[Verse 5: Young Thug]

Cook it, Lil' B voice

Juug it, Deebo voice

Pussy niggas, feed me more

I got birds like B-More

I got your main bitch and she flex on my wood like a carpenter

If the bitch start trippin', I'm Dwight Howard with it

IPhone, yea I'm blocking her!

[Verse 6: Rich Homie Quan]

Hunnid thousand dollars in [?] so a nigga gettin' paid

Spend 55 thousand dollar on a bar, but I still can't sleep

I say she love me, I love her, I call her babe

Feel like money paid for a nigga, I'm feelin' like ayyee!

[Hook: Rich Homie Quan & (Young Thug)]

My car goes faster than yours lil' nigga damn right I know it (SWOO!)

My bitch she badder than yours hell yea young nigga I know it (Main bitch)

My clique gon' fuck, she fuck you up, yea nigga I know it (Sheesh!, sheesh!)

Yo baby momma  get fucked by me, my nigga I know it

But I like (Bitches) bitches

(Bitches) bitches (bitches) whoa

(Bitches) bitches (bitches) bitches (bitches) whoa

(Bitches) (bitches)

What you like? (Bitches)

I like (Bitches)

I fuck (Bitches)

I can't trust these (Bitches)