Bad b*tches and Palm Trees lyrics

Off top whip your mom with my c*ck
I get the drip from my walk yall pus*y n*ggas can't talk
I saw your new girl she look like a ho tho
Cooking sh*t up call me fredo she a 8/10 ho
Hit your ass with a choppa hit your mom with this di*k
Bend her down flip her over doing slipts on my di*k
Spit on the track like i'm moth f*cking sick
Allergies rubbing my eyes like its a f*cking clit
9+10=21 21 girl= big funs. in call of duty i got big guns
Like my nose yall pus*y n*ggas alway run
I got bad b*tches and palm trees
Im the bee knees
Yall talking sh*t call you f*cking feces
b*tch n*gga im not chinese
Youre distasteful like blue cheese
Watch as i take your auntie to the movies
I jug on you mom and her coochie
All my bests sweet like a strawberry smoothie
Im tryna see a hunod bands in my face
Pull up abuse my babes get put in your place
Dump your body in the ocean leave no trace
I grew up in the suburbs i can beat the case
I stabbed your momma that ho was ill fated
I f*ck on your daughter but we never dated
Like your mother your tits deflated
f*ck on your sister we ain't related
When you spit fire that sh*t is disgusting
Like your mom and dad when they get to f*cking
You a crip n*gga but you be bloodsucking
Yall some chickens get to clucking
Ya girl told your di*k game was pathetic
You like licking ears thats a weird fetish
With these bars n*gga i killed her
With my own di*k i had to fill her
Sorry not sorry bryson tiller