ILBB2 Songtext

Get to the gwap, I'm tryna take this shit far, but never forget where I came
I want the richy-richies, but I don't really care for fame, uh-huh
I want the tracky-trackies, this lil' ho aggy, he ask do my son need a daddy?
I been poppin' it, my old ho keep tryna stop me, my old friends turnt, wishy-washy
Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I love bad bitches too, aight, ooh
Put me on planes when I land, I'll still take flight
This lil' ho cute, finna ask her, "What you doin' tonight?"
Green in the cup, but it taste likе Sprite
I love it so wrong, but it feel so right
Uh-huh, it feel so right, uh-huh
Uh, uh-huh, uh, uh-huh
They talk rеal big, but they sharin' they pipes, woof
They callin' me Caitlin, I'm ballin', get your pape' up
Uh, uh-huh, white in his nose, that shit look like make up
Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I love bad bitches too
Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I love bad bitches too Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I'm tryna get rich, so fuck out my face tryna lay up
Haha, uh-huh, I love bad bitches too
Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I love bad bitches too
Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Huh, go, haha