[Intro: D-Lo]
I like bitches that's ratchet, ayy
And I like bitches that be trappin', ayy
And I like bitches that be chasin' they bag
And I like bitches that like bitches that ain't, ayy, ayy
[Verse 1: D-Lo]
Uh, she a thick bitch, thick bitch
Tryna put my dick on your lipstick
Told her I taste like candy, baby, lick this, like
Can you do that on a big dick?
Ayy, she an American
Shakin' that shit better than Shakira did it
Baby got ass, make it clap, I wanna hear it, hear it
Dick drive this car, I be shiftin' in different gears
I fucked a bitch that never paid me, I ain't did that shit in years
Can you left cheek, right cheek? You know how to do that? Ayy
Baby, I'm a fiend for that ass, Pookie off New Jack
She hella thick, hella thick, got it from her mama
She can't take a dick, I'm heaven-sent, man, that's on my mama
She can't pick the phone up, she got my— in her throat
Ah, this a 9, but it got a switch on it, though
And lil' baby got bodies, but she ain't keepin' no score
Ayy, and she 'bout a bag, she can't never go broke, oh
[Chorus: D-Lo]
I like bitches that's ratchet, ayy (That's ratchet)
And I like bitches that be trappin', ayy (That be trappin')
And I like bitches that be chasin' they bag (Uh-huh)
And I like bitches that like bitches, now that's bad, ayy
Baby thick, but her partner way thicker than her (Way thicker than her)
And she a demon, she want me to put this dick up in her
Boss dog, on my mama, boy, I been a winner
All this money on my plate, it's a chicken dinner, ayy
[Verse 2: John Mackk]
These niggas just heard of me, but I been goin' (Yeah, I been)
Look, baby know I'm him, I ain't big broin' (Bitch, I'm him)
No nigga, baby in her bag, she got big motion (In her bag)
Get to steppin' on these niggas in these Rick Owens (Big steppin')
They say, "Mackk up in his bag, so don't play with him" (Please don't play)
I think these niggas mad 'cause they favor 'em (Niggas mad)
I don't give my real name, I give alias (Fake name)
Get her to the uh and work her out like gymnasium (Work her out)
Huh, huh, I like hoes
I'm talkin' jungle fever shit 'cause I like Black and white hoes
I'm talkin' pawg, raw (Yeah), I put the pipe on
She always takin' hella pictures when she put my ice on (Oh my God)
Like, when she put my ice on
She always throwin' hella ass when she got her tights on
Yeah, when she got her tights on
I'm talkin' raw, raw, and keep the light on
[Chorus: D-Lo & G-Eazy]
I like bitches that's ratchet, ayy (That's ratchet)
And I like bitches that be trappin', ayy (That be trappin')
And I like bitches that be chasin' they bag (You know, uh-huh)
And I like bitches that like bitches, now that's bad, ayy (G, uh)
[Verse 3: G-Eazy]
Women on my team, I got plenty, ooh
Catchin' feelings, it's a pity, ooh
Beat it up, I don't treat her gently, ooh
Put this dick all up on her Fenty, ow
Then slap her cheek, smear her makeup off
She can't suck dick, she 'bout to make it soft
Agent Provocateur, told her take 'em off, bust
Soon as she wipe it off, then I'm takin' off, gone
Hops in the Range, then I do it movin'
I can't wife a bitch, that shit too consumin'
And I don't chase girls, I ain't catchin' her
Women chase me like an episode of Bachelor, wow
But I don't watch television
I just hit the cream, sell a dream, then I sell a vision
Tellin' her I'll be there, then I dip, then I'm hella missin'
Can't spend the night, like, damn, girl, you hella trippin'
[Chorus: D-Lo & G-Eazy]
I like bitches that's ratchet, ayy (Hahaha)
And I like bitches that be trappin', ayy (You feel me?)
And I like bitches that be chasin' they bag (Yeah)
And I like bitches that like bitches, now that's bad, ayy (From the Bay to the universe)
Baby thick, but her partner way thicker than her (Ayy, ooh)
And she a demon, she want me to put this dick up in her
Boss dog, on my mama, boy, I been a winner
All this money on my plate, it's a chicken dinner, ayy
