Hoodrat Song lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Rocky f*ckin' Badd
This my hoodrat song
Ah (b*tch)

[Chorus]
I'm the type of b*tch that gotta get it if I like it
You the type of b*tch a n*gga turn into a side b*tch
I'm the type of b*tch that's down to spark and I will slide, b*tch
You the type of b*tch that pop your sh*t, but then be quiet
I'm the type of b*tch that gotta get it if I like it
You the type of b*tch a n*gga turn into a side b*tch
I'm the type of b*tch that's down to spark and I will slide, b*tch
You the type of b*tch that pop your sh*t, but then be quiet

[Verse]
b*tch, you ain't the only one, don't care if you don't like it
Done puttin' my sh*t silent, I answer, just be quiet
I be so one hundrеd, for some reason I can't lie, sh*t
Kick a n*gga out, his hеad was trash and I ain't like it
Put that pressure on him, now I'm heavy on the diamonds
You rock with the opps, just be ready when it's time, b*tch
You the type of b*tch that want a n*gga just to buy sh*t
I'm the type of b*tch that rather hustle so it's mine, b*tch
Spend it on myself 'cause it's my money, I ain't sign, b*tch
You hang with some b*tches you don't like, so never mind, sis
I'm the type to pull up by myself, don't need no sidekick
Rollie on me real, but I don't use it for the time, b*tch
I do this for real, you just say it 'cause it rhyme, b*tch
If you see me flexin' with some pape', just know it's mine, b*tch
If I eat her pus*y, I don't care, because she fine, b*tch
Can't no b*tches bust me, why these b*tches tryna find sh*t?
Favorite word "b*tch," bet I make 'em fall in line quick
I lived in the hood, dare you b*tches come to my sh*t
All he hear is— when I ride
I don't have no filter, so be happy when I'm silent
I'm a big bag, don't compare me to no dime b*tch
And my ass real, ain't no silicone inside it
Like my di*k aggressive, he be tellin' me it's my sh*t
I don't do no stressin' over n*ggas, tell 'em bye quick
[Chorus]
I'm the type of b*tch that gotta get it if I like it
You the type of b*tch a n*gga turn into a side b*tch
I'm the type of b*tch that's down to spark and I will slide, b*tch
You the type of b*tch that pop your sh*t, but then be quiet
I'm the type of b*tch that gotta get it if I like it
You the type of b*tch a n*gga turn into a side b*tch
I'm the type of b*tch that's down to spark and I will slide, b*tch
You the type of b*tch that pop your sh*t, but then be quiet

[Post-Chorus]
Ah, ah
You the type of b*tch to pop your sh*t, but then be quiet
b*tch
I'm the type of b*tch that gotta get it—

[Chorus]
I'm the type of b*tch that gotta get it if I like it
You the type of b*tch a n*gga turn into a side b*tch
I'm the type of b*tch that's down to spark and I will slide, b*tch
You the type of b*tch that pop your sh*t, but then be quiet
I'm the type of b*tch that gotta get it if I like it
You the type of b*tch a n*gga turn into a side b*tch
I'm the type of b*tch that's down to spark and I will slide, b*tch
You the type of b*tch that pop your sh*t, but then be quiet
[Verse]
b*tch, you ain't the only one, don't care if you don't like it
Done puttin' my sh*t silent, I answer, just be quiet
I be so one hundred, for some reason I can't lie, sh*t
Kick a n*gga out, his head was trash and I ain't like it
Put that pressure on him, now I'm heavy on the diamonds
You rock with the opps, just be ready when it's time, b*tch
You the type of b*tch that want a n*gga just to buy sh*t
I'm the type of b*tch that rather hustle so it's mine, b*tch
Spend it on myself 'cause it's my money, I ain't sign, b*tch
You hang with some b*tches you don't like, so never mind, sis
I'm the type to pull up by myself, don't need no sidekick
Rollie on me real, but I don't use it for the time, b*tch
I do this for real, you just say it 'cause it rhyme, b*tch
If you see me flexin' with some pape', just know it's mine, b*tch
If I eat her pus*y, I don't care, because she fine, b*tch
Can't no b*tches bust me, why these b*tches tryna find sh*t?
Favorite word "b*tch," bet I make 'em fall in line quick
I lived in the hood, dare you b*tches come to my sh*t
All he hear is— when I ride
I don't have no filter, so be happy when I'm silent
I'm a big bag, don't compare me to no dime b*tch
And my ass real, ain't no silicone inside it
Like my di*k aggressive, he be tellin' me it's my sh*t
I don't do no stressin' over n*ggas, tell 'em bye quick
[Chorus]
I'm the type of b*tch that gotta get it if I like it
You the type of b*tch a n*gga turn into a side b*tch
I'm the type of b*tch that's down to spark and I will slide, b*tch
You the type of b*tch that pop your sh*t, but then be quiet
I'm the type of b*tch that gotta get it if I like it
You the type of b*tch a n*gga turn into a side b*tch
I'm the type of b*tch that's down to spark and I will slide, b*tch
You the type of b*tch that pop your sh*t, but then be quiet

[Post-Chorus]
Ah, ah
You the type of b*tch to pop your sh*t, but then be quiet
b*tch
I'm the type of b*tch that gotta get it if I like it, b*tch
Gotta get it if I like it, b*tch
I go get it when I like it
So be quiet