No Filter - Radio Edit
Bad bitch without a filter
And I been a boss
I was fuckin' with the dealer
So I need a bag
Cause you know they pay attention
And I'm outside with my heels and they lifted
Bad bitch without the filter
All you mad hoes sad hoes
What's the difference?
Had to come and show you old hoes how to get it
And I'm outside with my heels and the lifted
Bitches got that bawk bawk
Bitch I got that chicken
Ain't talkin' bout no birds
Watch they drop and give me fifty
That's fifty for my time
Spent a dime not a penny
I light this bitch up like a star call me Whitney
Outside with it no filter
Make that moneybag come quicker
Boss shit I'm a boss bitch
Independent need no nigga
All these old hoes get mad
But I'm steady poppin' these tags
These bitches watching me
Niggas stalking me worried bout my bag
Look talkin' bout she average
Hoes mad at this lavish shit
Ain't no more falling
Cause a bitch balling
Watch how I manage it
Oh if real recognize real
I'm feel I'm real so why they mad
And if real looks could kill
Still pop my shit and get this bag bitch
Bad bitch without a filter
And I been a boss
I was fuckin' with the dealer
So I need a bag
Cause you know they pay attention
And I'm outside with my heels and they lifted
Who the vibe?
What you doing?
Where you at?
Bitch I'm outside
If the good die young
Who are you and I?
They been asking about nigga let me show you why
I can pop up anywhere and make a play
From the bottom but that's never where I stayed
Burning l's and my bitches burning sage
Niggas broke but showing money like they paid
Why the fuck theses niggas running from the shame
Oh shit! I'm bout to run it up
I'm a fool with it, bout to run a mock
I was cool with it, til they brung it up
Shots hitting everything from the shoulders up
They know it's us, ok
Bad bitch without a filter
And I been a boss
I was fuckin' with the dealer
So I need a bag
Cause you know they pay attention
And I'm outside with my heels and they lifted
Bad bitch without the filter
All you mad hoes sad hoes
What's the difference?
Had to come and show you old hoes how to get it
And I'm outside with my heels and the lifted
Turnt up, they know us
Im make em' hate I ever showed up
I was here before they ever showed love
I was here before they ever showed love
Bad bitch without the filter
And I been a boss I was fuckin' with the dealer
So I need a bag cause you know they pay attention
And I'm outside with my heels and they lifted
Bad bitch without the filter
And I been a boss
I was fuckin' with the dealer
So I need a bag
Cause you know they pay attention
And I'm outside with my heels and they lifted
Bad bitch without the filter
All you mad hoes sad hoes
What's the difference?
Had to come and show you old hoes how to get it
And I'm outside with my heels and the lifted
Bitches got that bawk bawk
Bitch I got that chicken
Ain't talkin' bout no birds
Watch they drop and give me fifty
That's fifty for my time
Spent a dime not a penny
I light this bitch up like a star call me Whitney
Outside with it no filter
Make that moneybag come quicker
Boss shit I'm a boss bitch
Independent need no nigga
All these old hoes get mad
But I'm steady poppin' these tags
These bitches watching me
Niggas stalking me worried bout my bag
Look talkin' bout she average
Hoes mad at this lavish shit
Ain't no more falling
Cause a bitch balling
Watch how I manage it
Oh if real recognize real
I'm feel I'm real so why they mad
And if real looks could kill
Still pop my shit and get this bag bitch
Bad bitch without a filter
And I been a boss
I was fuckin' with the dealer
So I need a bag
Cause you know they pay attention
And I'm outside with my heels and they lifted
Who the vibe?
What you doing?
Where you at?
Bitch I'm outside
If the good die young
Who are you and I?
They been asking about nigga let me show you why
I can pop up anywhere and make a play
From the bottom but that's never where I stayed
Burning l's and my bitches burning sage
Niggas broke but showing money like they paid
Why the fuck theses niggas running from the shame
Oh shit! I'm bout to run it up
I'm a fool with it, bout to run a mock
I was cool with it, til they brung it up
Shots hitting everything from the shoulders up
They know it's us, ok
Bad bitch without a filter
And I been a boss
I was fuckin' with the dealer
So I need a bag
Cause you know they pay attention
And I'm outside with my heels and they lifted
Bad bitch without the filter
All you mad hoes sad hoes
What's the difference?
Had to come and show you old hoes how to get it
And I'm outside with my heels and the lifted
Turnt up, they know us
Im make em' hate I ever showed up
I was here before they ever showed love
I was here before they ever showed love
Bad bitch without the filter
And I been a boss I was fuckin' with the dealer
So I need a bag cause you know they pay attention
And I'm outside with my heels and they lifted
Bad bitch without the filter
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Writer(s): Kendrequs Clayton
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