Affiliated lyrics

[Chorus 1: Asian Doll]
b*tch watch yo mouth, don’t want no beef, you ain’t affiliated (hell nah)
Ain’t getting no money, ain’t talking that bag, then we can’t build relations (relations)
“I went to sleep and woke up rich”, I had to chase the paper (bands)
I’m taking spots where the cops can’t do no b*tch no f*cking favors (what the f*ck?)
These b*tches be dumb (uh), these b*tches not affiliated (yeah)
Hundred on my drum (hundred), my n*ggas all affiliated (gang)
These girls my sons (sons), I made that ho ain’t got no apron (b*tch)
On sight don’t run (what), I’m sorry, this how savage raised me (aye)

[Verse 1: Bhad Bhabie]
Play if you want, try me I’ll get violated
f*ck that charge, and f*ck them cases
I hit first, ain’t got no patience
Gimmie mine, b*tch I ain’t waiting
This life real, no time for faking
It’s in my blood, the streets that’s where I graduated
When I go on tour, my sh*t sold out, I’m still hood though
What you waiting for, wanna run up, wish you would though
I gotta get more, I got my pedal to the floor
Yeah I’ll mop up all you b*tches, like I’m atcha doing chores (b*tch)

[Chorus 2: Bhad Bhabie]
b*tch watch yo mouth, don’t want no beef, you ain’t affiliated
Ain’t getting no money, ain’t talking that bag, then we can’t build relations
“I went to sleep and woke up rich”, I had to chase the paper
I’m from the streets where the cops can’t do no b*tch no f*cking favors
These b*tches be dumb, these b*tches ain't affiliated
Hundred on my drum, my b*tches all affiliated
These ho’s my sons, I made that ho ain’t got no apron
On sight don’t run, ain’t sorry, this how Boynton raised me
[Verse 2: Asian Doll]
This how savage raised me, so I had to run my bands up (bands)
He like how I’m popping sh*t, I might just hit his mans up (mans)
Haters I’m not walking with, these b*tches they can’t stand us (what, what)
Blowing Cantaloupe, I’m smoking dope, can’t catch no cancer
Heart attack, b*tches see me running sh*t, I’m on yo ass
No cartin' back, ain’t no back and front with me the doll, yeah 'cause I started that (started that b*tch)
Go against the princess out of luck, ain’t got no heart attached
All my b*tches ride, homicide, reload the semi strap

[Chorus 3: Bhad Bhabie, Asian Doll, Both]
b*tch watch yo mouth, don’t want no beef, you ain’t affiliated (hell nah)
Ain’t getting no money, ain’t talking that bag, then we can’t build relations (relations)
“I went to sleep and woke up rich”, I had to chase the paper (bands)
I’m (from the streets) (taking spots) where the cops can’t do no b*tch no f*cking favors (what the f*ck?)
These b*tches be dumb (uh), these b*tches (not) (ain't) affiliated (yeah)
Hundred on my drum (hundred), my b*tches all affiliated (gang)
These (ho’s) (girls) my sons (sons), I made that ho ain’t got no apron (b*tch)
On sight don’t run (what), ain’t sorry, this how Boynton raised me (aye)

[Outro: Bhad Bhabie & Asian Doll]
b*tch mad she ain’t affiliated (hahaha) (b*tch mad, what?)
b*tch mad. f*ck is they talking about gang in this b*tch period
Dumb ass ho
Ha dummy, haha
Gang!