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[intro]
(reuel, stop playin’ with these n*ggas)
yeah

[verse 1]
i was down ten thousand, that was up to you
when it’s time, car shots, it ain’t up to you
five thousand for a ‘fit, i’m so comfortable
i might hit a fan, but i ain’t cuffin’ you
scared of what? do them n*ggas look tough to you?
my b*tch like money, she ain’t f*ckin’ you
if the opps get the ups, then i’m huntin’ you
got the head, put your clothes on, i ain’t f*ckin’ you
you was actin’ tough in the club, now we stompin’ you
talkin’ all that bad b*tch sh*t, i could purchase you
hallucinatin’, saw a dead opp, that’s what perkies do
b*tch sayin’ i’m a big kid, all i sip is juice
my b*tch only like me, she really hate n*ggas
we might hit the same b*tch, but it’s a pape’ difference
i call the choppеr rj ’cause it stay trippin’
i got a pet peeve, brokе n*ggas, fake b*tches

[chorus]
i like bad b*tches ’cause they like me
she said, “is you rich?” b*tch, i might be
if i take this perc’, it’s gon’ bite me
she said, “low*key, you lit,” naw, that’s high*key
i spent seventeen hundred on some nikes
you ain’t hip, this ain’t no ordinary white tee
i like bad b*tches ’cause they like me
if i bring that sh*t out, they gon’ indict me
[verse 2]
d*ck suckin’, hoes know that i got big money
real n*gga, real n*gga, can’t take sh*t from me
pay her tab, what she want? i’m her rich homie
good with cuz and blood, got four*nick on me
i was on the road hot, i ain’t had no license
chopper ship a n*gga to heaven, he got expedited
bro a rule breaker, not a law abider
pop a n*gga and forget, he got all*timers
not est, but we all shiners
show me a bad b*tch, bet my n*ggas by her
yeah, it’s stepped on, but it’s still fire
caught him thinkin’ with his d*ck like he quagmire
miami in the winter, got it feelin’ like the summer
lil’ bro confused, he in the field with a jumper
you can get the email, you can’t get the number
if i pick you, you a lucky motherf*cker

[chorus]
i like bad b*tches ’cause they like me
she said, “is you rich?” b*tch, i might be
if i take this perc’, it’s gon’ bite me
she said, “low*key, you lit,” naw, that’s high*key
i spent seventeen hundred on some nikes
you ain’t hip, this ain’t no ordinary white tee
i like bad b*tches ’cause they like me
if i bring that sh*t out, they gon’ indict me

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