Yung and Bhad lyrics

[Intro]
Pliznaya

[Pre-Chorus: Bhad Bhabie]
P-P-Pull up in that wraith, and make these b*tches pledge allegiance
Flood my necklace, so much ice, my heart done turned into a freezer
Count up them racks (Count up them racks)
Run up a sack (Run up)
Follow the drip, and then we'll talk
Pull up in the Lyft, and empty the clip

[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie]
Young and bad
All my b*tches young and bad (Young and bad)
Young and bad
All my b*tches young and bad (All my b*tches young and bad)
Young and bad
All my b*tches young and bad (Young and bad)
Young and bad
All my b*tches, all my b*tches young and bad (All my b*tches young and bad)

[Verse 1: Bhad Bhabie]
Young and bad, young and rich (Young and rich)
Banana clips on the stick
Pull up and pop at your b*tch (Pop at your b*tch)
Been in this sh*t for a minute (For a minute)
I shoot the clip like a limit (Like a limit)
I treat these b*tches like b*tches
Ready for war, we gon’ air this b*tch out in a minute
Iced out, b*tch try to ride my wave, get wiped out (Wiped out, ho)
Pi-Pipe down, come through, shut it down right now (Right now, b*tch)
Whole lotta bad b*tches
Fashion Nova bad b*tches (f*ck 'em)
What you gon' do to them hoes?
Same thing we did to them last b*tches
Pu-pu-pull off the lot, pull off the lot
I drop the top, I drop the top
Pop at an opp
f*ck it, I'll pop at a cop (b*tch)
b*tch don't want these problems, cold case
Nobody solved it, no way
Keep the revolver, beggin' b*tch, I'm ballin'
I'm at the top, I don't plan on fallin'
[Pre-Chorus: Bhad Bhabie]
P-P-Pull up in that wraith, and make these b*tches pledge allegiance
Flood my necklace, so much ice, my heart done turned into a freezer
Count up them racks (Count up them racks)
Run up a sack (Run up)
Follow the drip, and then we'll talk
Pull up in the Lyft, and empty the clip

[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie and City Girls]
Young and bad
All my b*tches young and bad (Young and bad)
Young and bad
All my b*tches young and bad (All my b*tches young and bad)
Young and bad
All my b*tches young and bad (Young and bad)
Young and bad
All my b*tches, all my b*tches young and bad (All my b*tches young and bad)

[Verse 2: J.T.]
City Girls got these hoes shook like a soda (Explode)
Now I drive a Porsche, b*tch, you drive a Toyota (Yeah)
Used to have to make the money stretch like yoga (Facts)
I told y'all hoes once I get rich, it's over
B-B-Bad b*tch, come get your n*gga and your wig snatched (Come get him)
He cut the cheque already, come and get your gig back
I-I’ll slap yo' ass, swear to God, won't get your lick back
I’m in the whip, faster than a ride at Six Flags (Period)
[Verse 3: Yung Miami]
Y-Young and bad
We can't talk unless that cheque cut (Nah)
Just signed a deal under a year, gotta respect us
Pur-Purse YSL, shoes Chanel, b*tch, I’m living well (Facts)
It's a blessing that we made it, 'cause we been through hell (Blessing)
D-Don't need your section 'cause we got our own sh*t, b*tch (b*tch)
Don't buy me drinks 'cause we got our own lick, b*tch (b*tch)
We feel like flexing tonight, we-we 'bout go crazy (Crazy)
It's Yung Miami and J.T. f*ckin' with Bhad Bhabie (Period)

[Pre-Chorus: Bhad Bhabie]
P-P-Pull up in that wraith, and make these b*tches pledge allegiance
Flood my necklace, so much ice, my heart done turned into a freezer
Count up them racks (Count up them racks)
Run up a sack (Run up)
Follow the drip, and then we'll talk
Pull up in the Lyft, and empty the clip

[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie and City Girls]
Young and bad
All my b*tches young and bad (Young and bad)
Young and bad
All my b*tches young and bad (All my b*tches young and bad)
Young and bad
All my b*tches young and bad (Young and bad)
Young and bad
All my b*tches, all my b*tches young and bad (All my b*tches young and bad)