Oh my God, [Chorus: Bhabie] White J's, white White wrist, horse Hi, bitch, hi, Hi, bitch, hi, I do not sniff it or it (no) It do not when I pour it (no) I do not run, I it I do not it, I throw it J's, white Porsche White wrist, horse Hi, bitch, hi, Hi, bitch, hi,
[Verse 1: YBN Lil' nigga, got in my pocket You lil' broke All that flexin', stop it I cop me an Audi, that top, drop it I pick up your bitch, now them panties keep I'll fuck a bitch on a Sunday One night, then I pass her back Lil' nigga want smoke, then it's Caught him in the field, left him on the We packin', you lackin', you talkin', so we finna get on that That pistol be hot, it go in slow blower, you know it got blow back I'm stickin' you up, bro takin' you Since you like you got that We run through the back, get hit this Mac We got like it's Baghdad
[Verse 2: The Kid & Bhad Bhabie] Ayy, ayy (hi, bitch) She got FaceTime, I'ma Skype it Get her head one time, her, "Bye, bitch" Drop an all Bentley on my right wrist I take her on the jet if I like it bitch, Kylie If I her one time, what she gon' buy me? Come straight out the sky I'm E.T that, bitch, my pinky ring 3D Young CEO, I could ya Quarter on my neck, I'ma blind ya Cut her off, she havin' no purpose bad, still buyin' no purses [Chorus: Bhad J's, white Porsche White wrist, horse Hi, bitch, hi, Hi, bitch, hi,
[Verse 3: Asian deceased Smokin' on dick, she not better me Pop out, lil' birdie, you speak with a Send your location, Uber to me Bitches been hangin' on my face Kick her to the curb, she ain't anyway Asian on the beat, then the beat slayed I it offensive, so watch what you say Hi, bitch, got a .30, try it Ball out the mall, I'm like Kobe, buy shit Sick of bitches, they lie quick shoot a movie, now talkers, directors, you dyin' Send her ass on a I don't kick it with her, bitch for the hype Real pretty, her ass in a street fight Know I'm flyer these hoes like a pink kite, Asian Doll!
[Interlude: Bhad Bitch! You mad, ho Why you so mad ,ho?
[Verse 4: Bhad Ho, wanna try me Yeah, that's on my chromosome Commas run on 10, I run it up wanna line up, I don't do McDonald's Fuck crazy you know I'm necks when I'm pullin' up (skrrt) All my numbers lookin' Now the handin' out praises Got the world usin' my Hoes keep my in their mouth Hope it tastes like shit they say it (don't say my name, bitch) Barrin' out, I ain't got in me, no Young but I'm like a damn CEO Bentley truck, said don't a fuck Came from the street, Boynton Shit, they what's up that hold no position Come at me, fall in my Hoes be for attention a hoe out this dimension Then continue my (why you so mad?) How you hoes livin' no purpose? I be venom in my verses Bitch, you You fuckin' with my worst shit Doubted me, now all comin' together like cursive (like cursive, bitch) a show, I'm doin' 30 of 'em 5 by the summer, keep the numbers runnin' showin' everything, I be understuntin' (damn) Understandin' your regard, really had (shit) Shit, but now I'm breakin' records and I'm history (wow) How can they stop me? I it's a mystery Parents so sick of me, shouts to their (Let your kids to me!) Ho, I do on a slow day And I ain't gotta go to school like a day But my... in the stu so okay Bank account look like a Broke ho, you like you sick Slide on the beat like it's Bitch don't me to Iggy That old ho is and I'm lit Wouldn't pay her to up my whip (Bye, bitch, bye, hoe!)
Bhad Bhabie] White J's, Porsche White wrist, white Hi, bitch, hi, Hi, bitch, hi, I do not sniff it or it (no) It do not drip when I it (no) I do not run, I it I do not it, I throw it White J's, white White wrist, white Hi, bitch, hi, Hi, bitch, hi,