My b*tch Bad lyrics

[Chorus: Strap]
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag
My b*tch bad
Got 3 phones, got 2 homes
4 redbones, drink styrophomes
Got 3 phones, got 2 homes
4 redbones, drink styrophomes
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag

[Verse 1: Ali]
OK, these leather jeans and that leather shirt
Cost 14, that's 7 a piece
I'm too street, I'm too G
I'm riding down I-20 East
With a bad b*tch right beside me, I'm driving fast, she sucking me
It's windy as hell, turn the heat up
Matter fact, gon' roll some weed up
My shoes tied, my cup full
That straight seel, that re-up
[?] that uncut, that straight raw
Try to rob the kid, this run across your jaw
My hair nappy, my pockets full
I'm hella rich and I'm popular
I'm from the hood, from the hood
I growed up, now I'm bossed up
I'm turnt up and I'm faded
My b*tch bad, it's my lady
I'm a 90's baby, she's an 80's
[?] Vegas
Got a business phone, got a work phone
Got a main phone, that's 3 phones
My IPhone, my Black Berry
My trap phone, but yeah, you know
My b*tch bad
[Chorus: Strap]
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag
My b*tch bad
Got 3 phones, got 2 homes
4 redbones, drink styrophomes
Got 3 phones, got 2 homes
4 redbones, drink styrophomes
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag

[Verse 2: Quez]
Got an ounce of weed, gotta roll it up
Like I'm pre rolled before I hit the club
She a freaky girl, she a pretty girl
She a street girl, she hit a lick for the mud
You a stick in the mud, my b*tch bad, n*gga
She don't walk with n*ggas, she walk passed n*ggas
Don't like short n*ggas, don't like fat n*ggas
She like that n*gga, and I'm that n*gga
Black Bo [?] got 3 phones
Got 6 chains, got 3 on
If that pus*y tight, and that pus*y right, then how the f*ck could it be wrong?
That pus*y so good, wish I could press rewind
b*tch call me Black Bo, but b*tch say that 3 times
Damn, lil mama bad
She bad and she know it
She got a crazy body, I'm afraid to let her show it
And she got a girlfriend, oh yeah, did I mention?
2 b*tches in the bed, n*gga, that's pimpin
[Chorus: Strap]
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag
My b*tch bad
Got 3 phones, got 2 homes
4 redbones, drink styrophomes
Got 3 phones, got 2 homes
4 redbones, drink styrophomes
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag

[Verse 3: Strap]
Got 3 phones, 2 yellow bones
This new Chanel cost 2 bails
Fly zone, that's my zone
Young n*gga, but my money long
Condo to a trap spot, country boy, come cash out
My b*tch bad, got a fat ass
Got a pretty face, with a stupid swag
[?] we poppin tags
[?] get a coupe [?]
[?] whole lotta cheese
Promethozine, OG
Young n*gga, rock stupid ice
f*ck around, we'll take your life
In the hood, my n*ggas shooting dice
Trap phone ringing all night
I Bezzled out my Rolex
Cost a check, just know that
No stress in my Gucci sweats
500 for these Gucci specks
Count 20 bands in all dough
Styrophome, got pink mud
R.I.P. Pimp C, every day I'm pouring up
[Chorus: Strap]
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag
My b*tch bad
Got 3 phones, got 2 homes
4 redbones, drink styrophomes
Got 3 phones, got 2 homes
4 redbones, drink styrophomes
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag
My b*tch bad, fat ass, got dumb swag