BB Belt (Remix) Songtext

And I'm lit 'cause I just signed a deal (Grrah)
Everybody be knowin' my name (Like)
Just want the money, I don't want the fame (Like)
And I'm different, they ain't in my lane (Grrah)
Countin' up hundreds is how I stay sane (Like)
Picture perfect, he lovin' my frame (Damn)
I'm a baddie, I do what I do (Do what I do)
Like, I'm bad, but my bitches is too (Like)
And they know how to move (Move)
Niggas talk, we go ku (Ku)
I don't get introduced
Yeah, I'm that bitch, so they stealin' my juice (You know)
This one bitch is built like an ant, ew (Grrh)
Crash outs, and they goin' on rants (Ew)
Cash cow, I be gettin' them bands (Damn)
Bitches switchin' but they wasn't trans (Grrah)

Trueys on (Trueys on), and I BB my belt (Like)
I'm Miss Poopie, but I never smell (No, no)
He hit my line 'cause he know I'm myself (Grrah) He got a bitch, but he know I don't tell (Like)
I'm a baddie, so fuck how she felt (Fuck it)
I'm a baddie like, fuck how you feel (Fuck it)
And I'm thick 'cause I don't miss a meal

Like, ah, una mimada (Like, ah)
Ganga de baddies y todas son malas
Mala con balas, una Chucky con falda
ATM, todas son ganga (ATM)
Like, ah, ¿y ahora qué pasa?
Quiere coro, ¿qué coño? Qué plasta (¿Qué?)
¿Que ahora qué quiere? Un chin de la salsa
Ahora me la da, ¿será que está en baja?
I'm a baddie, una hija de pu— (Grrh)
Sepo a miel, Winnie the Pooh (Like)
Una blanquita sobrá' de actitud
Prendía' reuniones, soy mala, ¿y tú? (¿Y tú?)
Back to back con bestie, Bb, Ice, that's so shiesty
Si dan spice, I just might be (Mmm)
Double fetty, I'm so icy, bitch
Like, uh, mmm, Bb en el Benz, Chanel en el suelo
Las mías dan bala, no tiran del pelo (Like grrah)
Salgo, se llenan de nuevo (Grrah)
Salgo, me busco de nuevo (Pa-paw)
Si subo el rack, es un rack nuevo
No tengo racks pa' postureo
Si lo saco, lo gasto, lo quemo

Trueys on and I BB my belt (Like)
I'm Miss Poopie, but I never smell (Grrah)
He hit my line 'cause he know I'm myself (Grrah)
He got a bitch, but he know I don't tell (Like)
I'm a baddie, so fuck how she felt (Grrah)
I'm a baddie like, fuck how you feel (Damn)
And I'm thick 'cause I don't miss a meal

And I'm thick, but I don't got a waist (Damn)
Think she pretty, but changin' her face (Damn)
Fallin' behind like, bitch, pick up your pace
It was funny 'til I took her place
Her man callin', but I be like, "Who this?" (Who this?)
I'm a switchy bitch, I really do this (Damn)
Lightskin, but I'm black, you could tell by my hair (Hair)
I get money, bitch, I am a millionaire (Millionaire)
Walk in the party, everybody gon' stare (What?)
If I ain't the one, why the fuck am I here, hm?

Trueys on and I BB my belt (Like)
I'm Miss Poopie, but I never smell (Grrah)
He hit my line 'cause he know I'm myself (Grrah)
He got a bitch, but he know I don't tell (Like)
I'm a baddie, so fuck how she felt (Grrah)
I'm a baddie like, fuck how you feel (Damn)
And I'm thick 'cause I don't miss a meal