My bad lyrics

[Chorus]
Scorin', you could put flex on my jersey, yeah
You gotta let me know if this ho really workin', yeah
I had to sit back think like, "Is it really worth it?" Yeah
Ran that sh*t back on three
'Bout to say it again, I'm geeked
YSL, Dior, Alyx, my b*tch say that I'm on fleek
She want Chanel, okay, yeah
New coupe on they ass, two hundred on the dash
New diamonds, not glass
New flex, my bad (My bad)

[Verse]
Yeah, new money, yeah, new weed
This ho feelin' me, I think this ho feelin' me
Hit it, penalty, tell my slime the same thing
I know they not feelin' you, but you just gotta maintain
Hit 'em with a lane change
"Are you done yet?" No way
Wakе up, then I get paid, we got Pеrc' 10s for days
These hoes never on sh*t, they just get laid
Got like six freaky b*tches goin' six ways (Beep, beep, beep)
Pull up, lay down, your money way down
b*tch finna get laid down, damn, it's goin' down
Money, countin' up right now, ain't kick it in a while
I don't know 'em, my life sh*t goin' on (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Scorin', you could put flex on my jersey, yeah (Beep, beep, beep)
You gotta let me know if this ho really workin', yeah
I had to sit back thinkin' like, "Is it really worth it?" Yeah
Ran that sh*t back on three
'Bout to say it again, I'm geeked
YSL, Dior, Alyx, my b*tch say that I'm on fleek
She want Chanel, okay, yeah
New coupe on they ass, two hundred on the dash
New diamonds, not glass
New flex, my bad (My bad)