Bad b*tches lyrics

by

7seaz


[Intro]
7seaz
Vulture Vision
Yeah
Bad b*tches, yeah


[Chorus]
I'm living on top of the world, playing my dice
Bad b*tches nice, I get 'em all the time
Like, bad b*tches on my di*k, bad b*tches on my di*k
Bad b*tches on my di*k, bad b*tches on my di*k
b*tches on me, they all in my reach
Never talk to many, I just hit 'em & leave them
On the side of the street, hit & run felony
I just do what I want, that's a part of my dream


[Verse 1]
With an ass that big that's dangerous
Back that thing up into my Ranger
Everybody know what I came for
Looking for a b*tch that'll touch her ankles
Ain't her, ain't her, very picky
Scratching post come get it kitty
Banger banger when I hit your city
Pack the show cause it's filling quickly
(We made it, yeah) No joke, I'm not pretending
If she ain't throw throat then we not to kick it
Give me that ass & don't question my digits
b*tches wherever I go (yah)
That box come wrapped in a bow (yah)
I treat 'em like dirt & I bury my bone
Navigate ground that I barely know
(yeah yeah) Lewis & Clark, my life is bizarre
One minute I'm b*tching, the next I am winning
With b*tches & cars, infinite cards
This sh*t isn't just lit, it has to be sparked (wooh)
I just wanna thank my fake friends, hoes, & my father (thanks)


[Chorus]
I'm living on top of the world, playing my dice
Bad b*tches nice, I get 'em all the time
Like, bad b*tches on my di*k, bad b*tches on my di*k
Bad b*tches on my di*k, bad b*tches on my di*k
b*tches on me, they all in my reach
Never talk to many, I just hit 'em & leave them
On the side of the street, hit & run felony
I just do what I want, that's a part of my dream


[Verse 2]
You will not catch me off guard
I only shoot you a text when I'm hard
Don't even start with the kisses & hearts
Cupid & darts or I'm out like the lights after dark (right)
Hit it & quit it then back my car (right)
Keeping my mind on the art (I)
Never settled for the hard life
Everybody always ask why (why)
I roll independent cause when I be picking up business
I get every bit of percentage thats in it
Ain't here for the fun, I'm in it to win it
Ain't here for the love, just money & b*tches
I'm rolling some bud, & drinking some liquor
I'm up in her guts, I need a new liver
Hitting the spot like Cruella de Vil
Cruella de Vil, I do as I feel
Forever, forever for real
Picking my b*tches & spending my bills
There is no room for your feels


[Chorus]
I'm living on top of the world, playing my dice
Bad b*tches nice, I get 'em all the time
Like, bad b*tches on my di*k, bad b*tches on my di*k
Bad b*tches on my di*k, bad b*tches on my di*k
b*tches on me, they all in my reach
Never talk to many, I just hit 'em & leave them
On the side of the street, hit & run felony
I just do what I want, that's a part of my dream


[Verse 3]
Look, all my friendships are so muddy
f*ck all the phonies playing buddy buddy
In it for money, you must be bugging
If you think you mean something, to me
Y'all told me lies & said the truth hurts
Now it's reversed only these are true words
Turns out I'm more worth than you said I deserve
Now I do what I love
Proving you wrong is a perk
Phonies come around now & they get swerved
Who said I can't make a turn (true)
Turn my life to the work (true)
Now I ain't gotta worry dog (yeah yeah)
I'm getting comfortable
& I get all these hoes
To top it off like a convertible
Now everybody wanna kick it (you're kidding me)
& I can see through the smog
Nothing but a bunch of venom (that's true as sh*t)
& that's why I keep my circle small


[Chorus]
I'm living on top of the world, playing my dice
Bad b*tches nice, I get 'em all the time
Like, bad b*tches on my di*k, bad b*tches on my di*k
Bad b*tches on my di*k, bad b*tches on my di*k
b*tches on me, they all in my reach
Never talk to many, I just hit 'em & leave them
On the side of the street, hit & run felony
I just do what I want, that's a part of my dream

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