Nann Badder (RAP SH!T: Soundtrack From The Max Original Series)

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, attention, bitches
First off, it's fuck your bitch and the clique you claim
Me and my bitches really insane
Feel me?
Real bitches to the front (Yeah)
Flaw bitches to the back, yeah
Period

My bitch so bad, my bitch so bad
Dumb ho, you mad
My bitch so real, my bitch so real
Fuck how you feel
My bitch a vibe, my bitch a vibe
She gon' fuck this shit up every time
'Cause she my bitch
Yeah, that's my bitch

Pussy ho, you wish
Fuck it, I wish you would run at my bitch
How I lit the fire so quick on the Live so quick, y'all wouldn't even know what hit (What happened?)
Wouldn't even know who dissed
Wouldn't even know what's next
YSL down when I flex (Duh)
I don't really talk or text
When I say I'ma ride, I'ma slide, I'ma pull up (I'm comin')
Dade County hoes don't fold (Ah)
Outside hot, but the inside cold (Ah)
Yeah, I talk back, never do what I'm told (Uh-huh)
Five bitches deep anytime we roll (Yeah)
Y'all hoes see it, but can never be it (Never)
Might fuck a nigga, yeah, might let him eat it (Ah)
Ice on my neck, lil' bitch stay gleamin'
No competition, a main bitch lead it
I'm right here

My bitch so bad, my bitch so bad
Dumb ho, you mad
My bitch so real, my bitch so real
Fuck how you feel
My bitch a vibe, my bitch a vibe
She gon' fuck this shit up every time
'Cause she my bitch
Yeah, that's my bitch

Uh, gold mouth, that's South Dade (Dade)
Fat ass, that's South-made (Made)
My bitch, yeah, she 'bout it (Yeah)
Play niggas like arcades, uh
Uh, steppin' on necks (Necks)
Runnin' up checks (Checks)
My bitch do like ballets and flex, uh
And that's a fact (Fact)
Put some respect on my name on the 'net, bitch
Y'all wanna see us, then step, bitch (Nope)
Might lose your life talkin' reckless (Yup)
Whoever want it can catch this (Yup)
Run through these niggas like checklist
Stunt on you bitches, that's checkmate
If you ain't poppin', it's no hate
But for you hoes, I got no love
Don't play with me or her

My bitch so bad, my bitch so bad
Dumb ho, you mad
My bitch so real, my bitch so real
Fuck how you feel
My bitch a vibe, my bitch a vibe
She gon' fuck this shit up every time
'Cause she my bitch
Yeah, that's my bitch

My bitch so bad
(My bitch a bad bitch)
My bitch so real
(My bitch a real bitch)
Fuck how you feel, my bitch a vibe
(My bitch a vibe, ho)
She gon' fuck this shit up every time
'Cause she my bitch (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Yeah, that's my bitch (Uh-huh, uh-huh)

Fuck it up, bitch (Fuck it up), fuck it up (Fuck it up)
Fuck it up, bitch, fuck it up (Fuck it up)
Fuck it up, bitch (Fuck it up), fuck it up (Fuck it up)
'Cause I know, my bitch, she gon' fuck it up, ooh (Fuck it up)
Don't get it twisted, don't get it confused
Like, my bitch is really steppin' like that with loose screws, like
Y'all hoes is so scary, like, like
Y'all hoes not really like that for real
Y'all hoes not steppin'
Yeah, y'all talk all that shit, but (She taught me how to rap for real)
Bitch, I just started rappin' yesterday, bitch, and I already— (Mhm, and I don't even wear that mask no more)
I'm comin' harder than all you hoes (You see this fine shit, lil' fine shit, hah)
Yeah, and shout out to Shawna, you feel me? (My bitch)
The realest bitch in this bitch, hahaha
Ah, my bitch so bad



Credits
Writer(s): Floyd Nathaniel Hills, Maurice Young, Alja Jackson, Adam E. Duggins, Kirsten Allyssa Spencer, Brittany Shanae Dickinson
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