Bad b*tch lyrics

[Intro]
Shu-shu, ski
Gang, yeah
(DDot cold as a motherf*cker, on God)
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I don't gotta flex no bands 'cause these n*ggas know I'm rich (Know I'm rich)
I been standin' on that business, f*cked around, dirtied up my kicks (My kicks)
I know I'm a young n*gga (Yeah), but I keep a grown b*tch (On God)
I don't gotta give her nothin, my b*tch got her own sh*t (Yeah)
They like, "Damn, Luh Tyler snappin', boy, keep goin', don't quit"
She just like some Tylenol, this b*tch got to the dome quick (Ooh)
n*ggas probably think I'm angry, boy, I swear, I'm mad rich (What?)

[Chorus]
I don't even gotta tell her (Yeah), she know she a bad b*tch (Bad b*tch)
Bad b*tch (Yeah)
Bad b*tch (Goddamn)
Bad b*tch
She know she a bad b*tch (What? What?)
Bad b*tch (On God)
Bad b*tch (Yeah)
Bad b*tch
She know she a bad b*tch
[Verse 2]
My lil' b*tch so bad, I swear, she a ten (Yеah)
Know how to get it by herself, shе don't need a man (Don't need a man)
Every time I do a show, she help me count them bands
She say she a rich b*tch (Yeah), if you broke, you don't got a chance
I never really thought I'd blow, shout out to my fans (To my fans)
You know the rules, once you touch that dough, go put on your mans
I told her I just want the throat, ho, put on your pants
Any time the kid went broke, I ran it up again (Up again)
I can get them bands quick, this ain't nothin' to me (Nothin' to me)
Luh Tyler headed to the top, these n*ggas under me (They under me)
Bro keep it on hin, he'll sting you like a bumble bee
My b*tch just told me she the one, you better not fumble me

[Chorus]
She know she a bad b*tch
Bad b*tch (Yeah, yeah)
Bad b*tch (Gang)
Bad b*tch (On God)
She know she a bad b*tch
Bad b*tch (n*gga, what?)
Bad b*tch (Yeah)
Bad b*tch
She know she a bad b*tch (Yeah)
Bad b*tch (Yeah)
Bad b*tch
Bad b*tch
She know she a bad b*tch
Bad b*tch
Bad b*tch (She a what?)
Bad b*tch
She know she a—
[Outro]
Yeah, ayy
(Shu-shu) Ski