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asian da brat - be me lyrics

[intro]
yeah, bdg4l!
aye, yeah!
these b-tches ain’t on sh-t, period
f-ck y’all talmbout? these b-tches wanna be me
these b-tches broke, my b-tches rich
young b-tch! project princess sh-t
f-ck? lemme tell ya

[verse 1]
yeah, these b-tches really wanna be
aye, feeding these b-tches like a pringle
aye, i don’t even know why they envy
yeah, but i know i came with the semi
yeah, drop a broke n-gg-, bad signal
aye, i’ma do him dirt, i’m from the village
aye, p-ssy real clean he gon’ eat it in his dreams
yeah, i gotta rich n-gg- from philly
yeah, i don’t even smile, why you looking at me?
i be swagging on your b-tch, she ain’t triller than me
all my shorty’s they gon’ ride so they drilling for me
homicide, red tape, you be hiding from me
i’m a bully, asian doll, youngest b-tch in the league
i’ma treat her like freddy, k!ll that hoe in her dreams
you ain’t never made a hundred, i’m a lion in the jungle
i’m a bad barbie b-tch
so my bundles, they rapunzel

[hook]
aye, b-tches wanna be me
yeah, yeah, b-tches wanna be me
yeah, yeah, b-tches wanna be me
yeah, yeah, b-tches can’t see me
b-tches wanna be me
b-tches wanna be me
b-tches can’t see me
b-tches wanna be me
b-tches can’t see me
b-tches wanna be me
b-tches can’t see me
yeah, these b-tches wanna be me

[verse 2]
sh-tting on a rich b-tch
broke b-tch, you a joke b-tch
got it on my own b-tch
home alone, i was sitting with my mama counting bands
for a show, you ain’t never had your own sh-t
boss up yeah you looking like a clone b-tch
stealing swag, and my flow, i’ma loan it
big gat, with straps can’t duck this
big house in the a eating froot loops
these b-tches be looking so fufu
i want the mil and a half, i’m too cool
f-ck a deal, i ran through it
asian doll, i’m a ninja
can’t compete and i ain’t listen
so it’s f-ck school
how you went and got a tech, with a drum clip
like my money, i’ma stretch any opp b-tch
on my brother, i’ma die for the south side
brother taught me how to rob and how to survive
you ain’t realer than me cause you made a couple a’s
you ain’t f-cking with me, i had to get it out the grave
wish my homie could see, but thy put him in the grave
now it’s r.i. p on my sleeve
asian doll, now i got hot and i made it
these b-tches faking
laughing at my racer
i’ma hit the dash, on my speed
i’ma chase her, always wanna play her
baby!

- asian da brat lyrics

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