baddie (show me love) - kyle richh lyrics
[intro: robin s, kyle richh]
baby if you want me
you’ve got to show me love
words are so easy to say, alright?
graa
(d*mn lil’ fckbwoy, man, you know that i be k!llin’ sh*t)
graa
[verse 1: kyle richh]
she a baddie she clutch on the pole
ima thot, you shoulda’ known
d*ck in her belly, she dead off the henny
my thumb in her b*tt i’m in love with her moan
real sh*t ima die alone
cl!ckin’ and cl!ckin’ ima cl!ck till it’s gone
like, dropping my four he get put on the floor
don’t get flocked for the sh*t that you on
i got shots for that boy if he run
g*gun jam up he get beat with the gun
like, don’t regret all the sh*t that i did
he triеd to diss he got put in a blunt
like smoking dotty that boy is a kid
mix it with grabba this sh*t got a kick
like f*ck a flеx n*ggas never on sh*t
like ride or die ima die for my b*tch
glahh like what ima slide for my b*tch
spin through throw five for my b*tch
my b*tch a oota’ don’t hide from my b*tch
what ? (graa, graa graa graa)
like what ? like what? b*tch graa, graa, graa
[verse 2: kyle richh]
she gon lie make me look like a fool
like baby i’m ballin’ for you
like baby i bought you that shoe
she fell in love with the sh*t that i do
like she get scared when i’m not in the booth
when i do not regret all the shots that i threw
like she get scared when i’m not in the booth
with the deuce i go kuu ima oot’ at his crew (what?)
she go deep in the sheets when i’m in it
lay back she gon’ do it submissive
put my thumb in her b*tt when i’m in it
i gave her the heat like she kelly olinyk
with a gun i go dumb ima oot’ at his lungs
he got hit he was tryna have fun
spin through his strip we gon’ catch us a hit
got a lot of new opps in this muf*ckin’ blunt
ge*get back gang that’s us
that b*tch a thot she wanna go to hibachi
but she came to the date in huaraches
like what she don’t care she a thotty
can’t trust no b*tch that’s oppy
can’t trust no b*tch that’s what
all for the migos she turn to a stunt
like what put the beam on his muf*ckin’ gut
[outro: kyle richh]
she a baddie she clutch on the pole
ima thot you shoulda known
d*ck in her belly, she dead of the henny
my thumb in her b*tt i’m in love with her moan
real sh*t ima die alone
cl!ckin’ and cl!ckin’ ima cl!ck till it’s gone
like, dropping my four he get put on the floor
don’t get flocked for the sh*t that you on
i got shots for that boy if he run
gun jam up he get beat with the gun
like, don’t regret all the sh*t that i did
he tried to diss he got put in a blunt
like smoking dotty that boy is a kid
mix it with grabba this sh*t got a kick
like f*ck a flex n*ggas never on sh*t
like ride or die ima die for my b*tch
what? like what like what ima slide for my b*tch
spin through throw five for my b*tch
my b*tch a oota’ don’t hide from my b*tch
what? (graa, graa)
like what ? like what? b*tch (graa, graa, graa)
(she a thot she gon’ do it submissive)
(lay back she gon do it like what)
(like what, put the beam on his muf*ckin’ gut)
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