Bad b*tch lyrics

[Intro]
(That boy Cassius)

[Chorus: Peewee Longway]
I could sell a bad b*tch di*k when I want to
f*cked her real good, she got a M&M tattoo
Hundred for the Benz and it came with the matte blue
Tell you one thing that a rich n*gga gon' do
Bad b*tch, bad b*tch, bad b*tch, bad b*tch
Standing in the trap house, trapping with the bad b*tch
Bad b*tch, bad b*tch, bad b*tch, bad b*tch
She don't do the prezi, put the AP on the bad b*tch, bad

[Verse 1: Peewee Longway]
Brr (Icy)
She [?] from [?]
Baguette with the carats
Big old big bezel, the lil' one embarrassing
Call me Big Daddy, don't do the lil' Larry
Do it, count it up
Sell a lil' di*k for a couple bucks
Trap house beat like the Starbucks
Invisible set got her starstruck
I get the pack, do a pop-up
We pull up, pop out when it's opps up
He turned to ice cream when we pushed up (Push up)
I hit from the back, she caught hiccups (Woo)
She sucking it while I do pull-ups
I put a brick in her lil' baby pull-up
I'm selling di*k like the scammer do fill-ups
I'm into dripping, now tell me who iller?
Still in the trap with the new vacuum sealer
Blue armadillos on the new Margielas
Longway Mandela, I got a vendetta
Had squeezed the Beretta, I murder whenever
I got a new lawyer, say cheddar is better
Cartier skeleton, got a new bezel
Got f*cked out her lash, know you can get better
The new Fonzarelli, I f*ck on Grisedala, let's get it
[Chorus: Peewee Longway]
I could sell a bad b*tch di*k when I want to
f*cked her real good, she got a M&M tattoo
Hundred for the Benz and it came with the matte blue
Tell you one thing that a rich n*gga gon' do
Bad b*tch, bad b*tch, bad b*tch, bad b*tch
Standing in the trap house, trapping with the bad b*tch
Bad b*tch, bad b*tch, bad b*tch, bad b*tch
She don't do the prezi, put the AP on the bad b*tch, bad

[Verse 2: Blac Youngsta]
Yeah, I said, you can't afford to put the AP on a bad b*tch
Young n*gga killing sh*t, they be with the bad b*tch
Every time I smoke with the b*tch, I don't pass sh*t
Every time I show my stick, I'ma blast it
I don't want to see that b*tch 'less she Kardashian
You know I'll leave a b*tch acting sarcastic (Bye)
She got on cheetah print, gripping her assets
Heavy Camp, n*gga got love for Cassius
I got to hit it from the back, got to hit it from the back, got to turn it around and see how it walk
What you doing for the stacks? What you doing for the racks? Got to talk to me, my shooters don't talk
I fired a shot, put a rapper on a blog (Blog)
I'll get you whacked when I'm making the call (Call)
I got some n*ggas still locked in the pen'
No question about it, I'm answering they call (Gang)
Bad b*tch, bad b*tch, bad b*tch
Should get a speed ticket every time you catch her in traffic
Bad b*tch, bad b*tch, bad b*tch
I'm with the killers, gorillas, this sh*t out the plastic (Gang, gang, plastic)
She was kind of off 'til I put her on beat (Ooh)
Her last n*gga, he ain't got sh*t on me (Ooh)
He don't wear fur 'cause that sh*t ain't cheap, I'm rich
[Chorus: Peewee Longway]
I could sell a bad b*tch di*k when I want to
f*cked her real good, she got a M&M tattoo
Hundred for the Benz and it came with the matte blue
Tell you one thing that a rich n*gga gon' do
Bad b*tch, bad b*tch, bad b*tch, bad b*tch
Standing in the trap house, trapping with the bad b*tch
Bad b*tch, bad b*tch, bad b*tch, bad b*tch
She don't do the prezi, put the AP on the bad b*tch, bad (Brr)