Lil Bih lyrics

by

Playboi Carti


[Intro]
Turn this sh*t up, n*gga, turn this sh*t up, n*gga (Du-du)
You know what I’m saying?
I’m in motherf*cking Vegas right now (What? What?)
You know what I’m saying? Counting up
2900, you know what I’m saying?
What? (What?)

[Verse]
Lil' b*tch (What?), got that stick (What?)
He gon' let it go (What?), known to hit (What?)
Hit my lil' shorty (What?), he got the stick (He got the stick)
He came from the mud (What?), now they up quick (What?)
I got a lot of drugs (What?), we gone sell them sh*t (What?)
Got a lot of hoes, I'ma pimp that b*tch (What?)
Lil' b*tch (Woah, check it out, woah)
You can’t trust no n*gga that move like this, uh (Woah, yeah, yeah)
You can’t trust no n*gga that move like this, uh (Yeah, woah)
You can’t trust no n*gga that act like this (Check it out, check it out)
Lil' b*tch (What? What? What? What? Yeah)
Ayy, Carti pulling up, he got that stick (Phew, phew)
Ooh, Glocky on me, b*tch, that be my b*tch (Glocky, what?)
And I put some titties on that b*tch (Ooh)
Lil' b*tch
Diamonds on that summertime sh*t (Uh)
Woah, baby wanna f*ck a fine b*tch (f*ck a fine b*tch)
Woah, baby girl these diamonds priceless (Woah)
Lil' b*tch (Woah)
You can’t trust no n*gga that move like this (What? Woah, what?)
You can’t trust no n*gga that move like this, uh (Woah, what?)
You can’t trust no n*gga that move like this (What? Ooh)
Lil' b*tch (Woah)
[Outro]
Ooh, diamonds on some summertime sh*t
Bad b*tches don't wanna fight it
Why are all y'all n*ggas dying, haha
Lil' b*tch
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