Bad b*tches lyrics

[Intro]
Hahaha!
f*ck a job!
Money, money, pus*y!

[Hook x2]
I'm f*ckin' bad b*tches, Dan Bilzerian
Naked b*tches on my plane, Dan Bilzerian
Foreign whips, big cribs
I'm rich as sh*t, I'm like Dan Bilzerian

[Verse 1]
Naked b*tches on my plane, but it ain't nothin'
White tee, Jordans on, b*tch, I'm always stuntin'
Two b*tches, Cuban and a Russian
I'm a rich motherf*cker, end of discussion
b*tches callin' me life savior
Cause I got all the party favors
I was a drug dealer
But I had to go legit cause the cops always follow a n*gga
Now I'm livin' life
And I'm gettin' sucked off by a b*tch who got the same name as your wife
Cocaine make her crazy
Now she tellin' me she want me to give her ass a baby

[Pre-Hook]
I got Dan Bilzerian money
I got Dan Bilzerian money
All you haters really so funny
Imma get sucked off while I count my money
[Hook x2]

[Verse 2]
I got a lot of guns up in my house and a million dollars in cash
Instagram famous, hoes always shakin' they ass
In my mansion, drinkin' liquor
Pop the molly, snortin' cocaine, n*gga
I'm just smokin' weed, though
Cause on my tour, I swear to God, I snorted a kilo
Now I gotta lay low
Cause the popo tryna catch me slippin' with the coco
Hop up on the boat
And go wherever the f*ck I want
f*ck you and your feelings, boy
I know the truth, you wish that you could be a motherf*ckin' dope boy

[Pre-Hook + Hook x2]