Bad Lil B

Bad little bitch sliding round through the west
No more room in my pockets so I stuff it in my chest
If a nigga moving funny then we find out where they live
They won't even know what's coming they already let us in
I'm in the building and I'm feeling myself
I don't care what they all say
Another mill it got me feeling myself
Private club goin' up 'till the morning
Working all night work working all day
Ready move quick, run run the race
Stunting all month but you never make a payment
In a few years you'll be the type who doesn't say much
Go on fuck it up girl, go on fuck it up
Pour a little Hennessy or drink up in your cup
Go on fuck it up girl, go on fuck it up
Pour a little Hennessy or drink up in your cup
Spending all this money I see no limits
Pull up in a foreign and it's all tinted
And I'm with your bae he say I'm winning
You would say the same you saw what I'm getting
I need my space,
Go get out of my face
Off the drink and the ace
Gonna fuck up the place
I don't care what they say
Why would I care what they say
Bad little bitch sliding round through the west
No more room in my pockets so I stuff it in my chest
If a nigga moving funny then we find out where they live
They won't even know what's coming they already let us in
I'm in the building and I'm feeling myself
Can't feel my face, feel my
Another mill it got me feeling myself
Gotta keep up to pace, keep up to
In the building and I'm feeling myself
Gotta keep up to pace keep up the
Another mill it got me feeling myself
Can't feel my face, feel my
Looking so cold like an icicle
Same place but I'm making twice a show
Mad now yeah that got you icy hoe
Say you outside not that I see though

Go on fuck it up girl, go on fuck it up
Pour a little Hennessy or drink up in your cup
Go on fuck it up girl, go on fuck it up
Pour a little Hennessy or drink up in your cup
Spending all this money I see no limits
Pull up in a foreign and it's all tinted
And I'm with your bae he say I'm winning
You would say the same you saw what I'm getting
I need my space,
Go get out of my face
Off the drink and the ace
Gonna fuck up the place
I don't care what they say
Why would I care what they say
Bad little bitch sliding round through the west
No more room in my pockets so I stuff it in my chest
If a nigga moving funny then we find out where they live
They won't even know what's coming they already let us in
I'm in the building and I'm feeling myself
Can't feel my face, feel my
Another mill it got me feeling myself
Gotta keep up to pace, keep up the



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Writer(s): Naomi Summers
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