bxdb!tches. - kidshazam lyrics
you are the actual devil
full of bad b*tches, y’all n*ggas and g’s
my enemies be on my d*ck, they look like groupies to me
my bad, that’s your girlfriend, then why she leaving with me?
we ain’t dated but a week but still she gave me a key (gave me a key)
yeah full of bad b*tches, cuz i’m bringing the heat
she the baddest in the room, you know she leaving with me
you*you*you ain’t even close to what you’re claiming to be
i talk thе talk, i walk the walk, i come in with the rеceipts (ay)
i seen your homeboy picture, man, a gram of the three
i told him count them bands up, i gotta sell me a key (sell me a key)
and even though you see me mtv jam of the week
i got the stupidest rich game a n*gga ever done seen
i got the kangaroo money, ’bout to jump off my jeans
i call a hundred thousand dollars, i was just in my timbs
nba money, n*gga, this just one of my rings
you say your n*gga gettin’ money, that ain’t no money to me
full of bad b*tches, y’all n*ggas and g’s
my enemies be on my d*ck, they look like groupies to me
my bad, that’s your girlfriend, then why she leaving with me?
we ain’t dated but a week but still she gave me a key (gave me a key)
yeah full of bad b*tches, cuz i’m bringing the heat
she the baddest in the room, you know she leaving with me
you*you*you ain’t even close to what you’re claiming to be
i talk the talk, i walk the walk, i come in with the receipts (ay)
god is a pimp ’cause my life is a b*tch
you living in h*ll? you should know i’m it’s king
hit me to link, cuz you know that i sin
covered in ink, eating up all the pink
you spend on a house what i spend on a ring
they lining up i’m choosing who to pick
being a rockstar is nice but it’s tiring
just wanna feast on them p*ssies retiring
the doubt turning my passion up
i had to get my ration up
we slide in, then we dashing off
the dosage had to rash a lung
the police like to pull up
they judging me by my fashion dog
they see the red, they see the ice
i’m what them bad b*tches love
full of bad b*tches, y’all n*ggas and g’s
my enemies be on my d*ck, they look like groupies to me
my bad, that’s your girlfriend, then why she leaving with me?
we ain’t dated but a week but still she gave me a key (gave me a key)
yeah full of bad b*tches, cuz i’m bringing the heat
she the baddest in the room, you know she leaving with me
you*you*you ain’t even close to what you’re claiming to be
i talk the talk, i walk the walk, i come in with the receipts (ay)
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