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yung and bhad - bhad bhabie lyrics

[pre-chorus: bhad bhabie]
p-p-pull up in that wraith, and make these b-tches pledge allegiance
flood my necklace, so much ice, my heart done turned into a freezer
count up them racks (count up them racks)
run up a sack (run up)
follow the drip, and then we’ll talk
pull up in the lyft, and empty the clip

[chorus: bhad bhabie]
young and bad
all my b-tches young and bad (young and bad)
young and bad
all my b-tches young and bad (all my b-tches young and bad)
young and bad
all my b-tches young and bad (young and bad)
young and bad
all my b-tches young and bad (all my b-tches young and bad)

[verse 1: bhad bhabie]
young and bad, young and rich
banana clips on the stick
pull up and pop at your b-tch (pop at your b-tch)
been in this sh-t for a minute (for a minute)
i shoot the clip like a limit (like a limit)
i treat these b-tches like b-tches
ready for war, we gon’ air this b-tch out in a minute
iced out, b-tch try to ride my wave, get wiped out (wiped out, hoe!)
pi-pipe down, come through, shut it down right now (right now, b-tch)
whole lotta bad b-tches
fashion nova bad b-tches (f-ck ’em)
what you gon’ do to them hoes? same thing we did to them last b-tches
pu-pu-pull off the lot (pull off the lot)
i drop the top (i drop the top)
pop at an opp
f-ck it, i’ll pop at a cop (b-tch!)
b-tch don’t want these problems
cold case, n-body solved it, no way
keep the revolver, beggin’ b-tch, i’m ballin’
i’m at the top, i don’t plan on fallin’

[chorus: bhad bhabie and city girls]
young and bad
all my b-tches young and bad (young and bad)
young and bad
all my b-tches young and bad (all my b-tches young and bad)
young and bad
all my b-tches young and bad (young and bad)
young and bad
all my b-tches young and bad (all my b-tches young and bad)

[verse 2: j.t.]
city girls got these hoes shook like a soda (explode)
now i drive a porsche, b-tch, you drive a toyota (yeah)
used to have to make the money stretch like yoga (facts)
i told y’all hoes once i get rich, it’s over
b-b-bad b-tch, come get your n-gg- and your wig sn-tched
he cut the cheque already, come and get your gig back
i-i’ll slap yo’ -ss, swear to god, won’t get your lick back
i’m in the whip, faster than a ride at six flags (period)

[verse 3: yung miami]
y-young and bad
we can’t talk unless that cheque cut (nah)
just signed a deal under a year, gotta respect us
pur-purse ysl, shoes chanel, b-tch, i’m living well (facts)
it’s a blessing that we made it, ‘cause we been through h-ll
d-don’t need your section ’cause we got our own sh-t, b-tch (b-tch)
don’t buy me drinks ’cause we got our own lick, b-tch (b-tch)
we feel like flexing tonight, we-we ‘bout go crazy (crazy)
it’s yung miami and j.t. f-ckin’ with bhad bhabie
period

- bhad bhabie lyrics

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