Bad Lil Bitty
Bag and check runner,
stuntin' through the summer
Lookin' for lil' mama to help me count these hunnids
All about a dollar, pick up when I call her
Bad lil' bitch who swallow, she wan come and follow
Bitch, I'm down for we if you down for mine
Sippin' on the Hennessy, make a nigga feel fine
Know I, know I got that iron in case a nigga wan press
Know I get the firing in case your ex wanna flex
Whippin' in the kitchen, poppin' circles out the Pyrex
I done double up the chickens, it ain't five yet
Callin' up on me for the D
Callin' up on me through week
I like stunting I like ballin', I like freaks who be callin
I like money, I like cars, I like bad, super broads
Bad lil' bitty, through the city
She a bad lil' bitty, through my city
Geechie young nigga, all up on my skrilla
Snappin' like a picture, whippin', gettin' richer
Wrists twistin' in the kitchen
She wan fuck me cause she know I got the vision
All these hunnits all on top of me, yeah
All these bitches like I hit the lottery, yeah
Ice drippin', water out the faucet like I got a leak
Bad lil' bitty hit me up, she wanna be my freak
Keep that shit a G, share my inner-g
She know I'm a G, just know that when you creep
Like my woman is discreet, all in the sheet
I like stuntin', I like ballin', I like freaks who be callin
I like money, I like cars, I like bad, super broads
Bad lil' bitty, through the city
She a bad lil' bitty, through my city
stuntin' through the summer
Lookin' for lil' mama to help me count these hunnids
All about a dollar, pick up when I call her
Bad lil' bitch who swallow, she wan come and follow
Bitch, I'm down for we if you down for mine
Sippin' on the Hennessy, make a nigga feel fine
Know I, know I got that iron in case a nigga wan press
Know I get the firing in case your ex wanna flex
Whippin' in the kitchen, poppin' circles out the Pyrex
I done double up the chickens, it ain't five yet
Callin' up on me for the D
Callin' up on me through week
I like stunting I like ballin', I like freaks who be callin
I like money, I like cars, I like bad, super broads
Bad lil' bitty, through the city
She a bad lil' bitty, through my city
Geechie young nigga, all up on my skrilla
Snappin' like a picture, whippin', gettin' richer
Wrists twistin' in the kitchen
She wan fuck me cause she know I got the vision
All these hunnits all on top of me, yeah
All these bitches like I hit the lottery, yeah
Ice drippin', water out the faucet like I got a leak
Bad lil' bitty hit me up, she wanna be my freak
Keep that shit a G, share my inner-g
She know I'm a G, just know that when you creep
Like my woman is discreet, all in the sheet
I like stuntin', I like ballin', I like freaks who be callin
I like money, I like cars, I like bad, super broads
Bad lil' bitty, through the city
She a bad lil' bitty, through my city
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Writer(s): Ira Hughes
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