Where Da b*tches At (Remix) lyrics

by

Lil Pump


[Intro]
I got so much energy
J, this sh*t too crazy

[Chorus: Money Jitt]
Where the b*tches at?
Where the b*tches at? (Where the b*tches at?)
Where the b*tches at?
Where the b*tches at? (Where the b*tches at?)
Where the b*tches at?
Where the b*tches at? (Where the b*tches at?)
She said she got love, what the f*ck is that? (What thе f*ck is that?)

[Post-Chorus: Money Jitt]
b*tch, I'm posted up with a f*ckin' big strap (Big strap)
b*tch, I'm posted up and I just be countin' racks (Just bе countin' racks)
Where the b*tches at?
Where the b*tches at? (Where the b*tches at?)
Where the b*tches at?
Where the b*tches at? (Man, where the b*tches at?)

[Verse 1: Money Jitt & Lil Pump]
I want hella e-girls up on the Lamb (The Lamb)
It's crazy how the broke workin' 'cause I am the man (The man)
I just really wanna go and count some bands
I just really, really, really, really wanna count some bands (Count some bands)
Where the b*tches at? Homie, let me know (Let me know)
I'm tryna f*ck one right now, then I'ma go (Go)
I can't worry 'bout no stupid f*ckin' hoe (Oh, no)
'Cause all these b*tches used to play me like a joke (Oh, no)
Now I play these b*tches like a f*ckin' pro (Like a pro)
Gotta touchdown, b*tch, on my scope (On my scope)
And I got a sniper lookin' through the scope (Lookin' through the scope, pow, pow)
And when I look at you, you lookin' f*ckin' broke (You lookin' f*ckin' broke, hoo, hoo)
Sippin' lean, we smoke, we f*ck, then I go (Oh, yeah, esskeetit)
b*tch, we f*ck, then I go (Yeah, esskeetit)
I'm sippin' lean, I smoke, I f*ck, then I go (Oh, yeah, woo)
f*ck, then I go, I sip–
[Chorus: Money Jitt & Lil Pump]
Where the b*tches at?
Where the b*tches at? (Where the b*tches at?)
Where the b*tches at?
Where the b*tches at? (Where the b*tches at? Where the f*ck the b*tches at?)
Where the b*tches at?
Where the b*tches at? (Where the b*tches at? Where they at?)
She said she got love, what the f*ck is that? (What the f*ck is that?)
b*tch, I–

[Verse 2: Lil Pump]
Mhm, I think I found out where the b*tches at (Yeah)
Walk inside the strip club, throwin' racks (Racks)
And I found some b*tches on the internets (Dark web)
All you gotta do is feed 'em Percocets (Mhm, hoo)
Where the b*tches at? I think they on a boat (Yeah)
Where the b*tches at that's finna give me throat? (Mhm, where?)
Posted up in Dade County smokin' on the pole (Yeah)
She got a fat nose, sniff a lot of blow
pus*y pink with a black bootyhole (Woo)
Kick the b*tches out, kick the b*tches out (Esskeetit)
This hoe way too loud, this hoe way too loud (Ahh)
Wait, she suckin' di*k? Bring the b*tches back (Bring 'em back)
With no Tinder and I found that b*tch right on the map (What?)
Give her fake Perc 30s and this b*tch collapse (No way)
She just woke up in the hospital and then relapsed (For real?)
And then she had a heart attack (God damn)
[Chorus: Money Jitt]
Where the b*tches at?
Where the b*tches at? (Where the b*tches at?)
Where the b*tches at?
Where the b*tches at? (Where the b*tches at?)
Where the b*tches at?
Where the b*tches at? (Where the b*tches at?)
She said she got love, what the f*ck is that? (Man, what the f*ck is that?)

[Post-Chorus: Money Jitt]
b*tch, I'm posted up with a f*ckin' big strap (Big strap)
b*tch, I'm posted up and I just be countin' racks (Just be countin' racks)
Where the b*tches at?
Where the b*tches at? (Man, where the b*tches at?)
Where the b*tches at?
Where the b*tches at?
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