mally bandz - worse than bitches lyrics
[intro]
you’re worse than a b-tch yeah
you’re worse than a b-tch yeah
yeah
you’re worse than these b-tches
gotta get to the riches
talking money, them digits
yeah
[chorus]
these n-ggas acting like b-tches
they worse than they b-tch
im in ferraris, i’m hitting the switch
200 miles i ain’t hitting no ditch
she wanna f-ck cause she see that we rich
i put some ice on my wrist
nah n-gga i ain’t serving no zips
i f-ck on your b-tch after that i’ma dip
[verse 1]
i’m in designer from head to toe
pull out [?] i let it go
you a imposta like spaghetti though
i ain’t sippin green but i’m ready though
in a foreign with a bad hoe, yaah
she be callin me her dad though
blue hundreds, nah i ain’t sad though
i run it up like it’s a race
vapor max when i step out the wraith
see the stars and i feel outer sp-ce
and my pockets they still out of sp-ce
keep my money on me, i feel safe, yaaah
i see twelve and i’m doing the race, yaah
my brothers with me it ain’t going down
pop still with me, go a hundred rounds
i get so high, i ain’t coming down, yaah
he a p-ssy he don’t come around
-ss fat, turn that sh-t around
feel like i’m young joc b-tch it’s going down, yaah
[chorus]
these n-ggas acting like b-tches
they worse than they b-tch
im in ferraris, i’m hitting the switch
200 miles i ain’t hitting no ditch
she wanna f-ck cause she see that we rich
i put some ice on my wrist
nah n-gga i ain’t serving no zips
i f-ck on your b-tch after that i’ma dip
[x2]
[verse: 2]
this little b-tch wanna lay up
brodie p-ss me the rock and i lay up
nah n-gga, i ain’t taking no pay cuts
i hate b-tches that wear all that make up
counting hundreds as soon as i wake up, yaaah
sippin that purple and yellow like lakers, yaah
i told you that i’ma go get it
we send shots and they hitting your fit
talking money, we get to the digits, yaah
i don’t give a f-ck bout the critics
she come to the show, i’ma hit it
she like me cause i ain’t been broke in a minute, yaaah
cause i stack the money, i stack the money as tall as a tree
[?] get lean, for free
justo gon’ roll up the weed
i’m high as can be off this og, no i do not need vizine
and i’m sippin the lean
i want no leak, i got off-white on my jeans
[chorus]
these n-ggas acting like b-tches
they worse than they b-tch
im in ferraris, i’m hitting the switch
200 miles i ain’t hitting no ditch
she wanna f-ck cause she see that we rich
i put some ice on my wrist
nah n-gga i ain’t serving no zips
i f-ck on your b-tch after that i’ma dip
[x2]
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