Bbe

Every time I wake up, I look up in the mirror and
I be like, "Damn, I be that bitch"
I be like, "Damn, I be that bitch"
I be like, "Damn—"

I get that bad bitch energy
I get that bad bitch energy
I get that bad bitch energy
I get that bad bitch energy

I am not put in a box, Jack
Ass, but I thirst and I trap
Ass up in the air
Like the brr in your pants, woah!
Hold your horses
I don't condone the fuckery, fu-fucking
You can look but no touching, to-touching
You with your crew, all talk, no action a-acting
Like you know what to do, boo, hoo!
I'ma do my thang and you can stay sitting down
Bet you wish I was all up on ya and gave it to you now
We came here to turnt up, throw it back and turn around
Me and my girls and my boys shake what we ate for luncheon

Every time I wake up, I look up in the mirror and
I be like, "Damn, I be that bitch"
I be like, "Damn, I be that bitch"
I be like, "Damn—"

I get that bad bitch energy
I get that bad bitch energy
I get that bad bitch energy
I get that bad bitch energy

Ooh! Do you like it when I do ya like that?
Might let you drive it with the top down
If you let me ride and give you top then
Get you hook, line and sink it, captain
"It's so good!"
You'll never get me outta your head
Send me all your dick pics in all of your texts
Love to see it all, but I just gotta leave you on read
If I told you you was the only one
Then oops, I ain't mean what I said
I meant to forget
Make you cry to your girls and your friends
Say you'll never ever see me again
I see, you see
We came to turnt up, throw it back and turn around
Me and my girls and my boys shake what we ate for luncheon

Oh shit, bro
Bro, bro, bro
Fuck it, fuck everything!
I'm goin' back in
Woah! Woah, woah, woah!
Did you see that, bro?
Did you— Did you fuckin' see that bro?

Every time I wake up, I look up in the mirror and
I be like, "Damn, I be that bitch"
I be like, "Damn, I be that bitch"
I be like, "Damn—"

I get that bad bitch energy
I get that bad bitch energy
I get that bad bitch energy
I get that bad bitch energy

With the flick of the wrist
At the tip of your dick
I run your shit and I risk on the skrrt
I'm your controlla
Controlla
Love when the pants drop
Give good top, top
That you'll never get me outta your head
But I gotta leave ya cold
Like an ice block

Basic bitches
Basic bitches
Basic, basic bitches
They're just
Basic bitches
They ain't like us though, ya heard?
Yeah, you heard me, you know what's up
You know what's good, yeah