[Verse 1]
Miss Skinny come through in the Dior miniskirt
All black, all red, so I don't get hurt!
I got the Glock, hidden in my pus*y
No bags, no fags, we acting so pushy...
I got them earrings, you know they from Louis
We finna start hitting, all nighter-all gooey
Check the park, make sure there are so sharks
Cause I'll start jumping over a f*cking stretch mark!
This the hood! Yeah I said it, I got the words that'll make you commit!
I ain't sensitive, I gotta admit
But it's your fault for stepping with that outfit!
[Pre-Chorus 1]
I said I don't mess around
Now get over and watch me crowned
For nudes. That's right, the hoe from downtown!
You look so stupid, like a motherf*cking clown!
[Chorus]
They call me the Super Bad b*tch!
Perfect looks with the perfect pitch
My friends, yes, they're all snitches
That's why I'm so rich
They call me the Super Bad b*tch
Be like Peaches, burnin' n' itch!
Perfect trick with the perfect hitch!
Now make them die in a f*cking ditch!
(Super Bad b*tch! Yes I'm the Super Bad b*tch!)
(Super Bad b*tch! Yes I'm the Super Bad b*tch!)
(Perfect looks with the perfect pitch,)
(Perfect looks with the perfect pitch,)
(Perfect looks with the perfect pitch,)
(Now make them die in a f*cking ditch!)
[Verse 2]
Hi, yes, I'm back again
Showing Fashion Icon how to comprehend
It'll be like every now and then
Come and try me b*tch, I'm thin as cellophane!
My code name is "Bootleg Thicky"
Because they know my ass is tricky
And before you call me the next Nicki
The closest I can get is "Hey sissy!"
[Pre-Chorus 2]
I'm me, Miss Skinny, The Super Bad b*tch
The queen that'll make the whole world glitch!
With the changes of nitch, stitch, then switch!
You hoes will be destined clitch!
[Chorus]
They call me the Super Bad b*tch!
Perfect looks with the perfect pitch
My friends, yes, they're all snitches
That's why I'm so rich
They call me the Super Bad b*tch
Be like Peaches, burnin' n' itch!
Perfect trick with the perfect hitch!
Now make them die in a f*cking ditch!
(Super Bad b*tch! Yes I'm the Super Bad b*tch!)
(Super Bad b*tch! Yes I'm the Super Bad b*tch!)
(Perfect looks with the perfect pitch,)
(Perfect looks with the perfect pitch,)
(Perfect looks with the perfect pitch,)
(Now make them die in a f*cking ditch!)
[Bridge]
Bring the beat in!
M-I-S-S-S-K-I-N-N-Y
I'm the b*tch that you girls dare try!
Oh, and don't forget men too
People like Lucina, yeah girl I see you
Buy and stream this song tonight
If you don't I'll give you a fright!
Oh wait and I just might-
Force the whole album and call it alright!
M-I-S-S-S-K-I-N-N-Y
M-I-S-S-S-K-I-N-N-Y
M-I-S-S-S-K-I-N-N-Y
F-A-S-H-I-O-N ICON!
[Chorus]
They call me the Super Bad b*tch!
Perfect looks with the perfect pitch
My friends, yes, they're all snitches
That's why I'm so rich
They call me the Super Bad b*tch
Be like Peaches, burnin' n' itch!
Perfect trick with the perfect hitch!
Now make them die in a f*cking ditch!
(Super Bad b*tch! Yes I'm the Super Bad b*tch!)
(Super Bad b*tch! Yes I'm the Super Bad b*tch!)
(Perfect looks with the perfect pitch,)
(Perfect looks with the perfect pitch,)
(Perfect looks with the perfect pitch,)
(Now make them die in a f*cking ditch!)