[Intro]
Yeah
Huh, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
I got a bitch and she bad (She bad)
I got a bitch with a bag (With a bag)
Maybe my pockets too fat (Too fat)
Baby, your ass too fat (Too fat)
I'm tryna slide in a jag
Don't know the bitch but she call me Dad
[Verse 1]
Ridin' hellcat man, fuck the lil scat
I was fourteen chasing that bag
I was fourteen selling 'em grams
Now bitches hit me up on the gram
Do this shit solo, I don't got no band
But I'm still counting up all these bands
So much cash on me, running out of rubber bands
[Chorus]
I got a bitch and she bad (She bad)
I got a bitch with a bag (With a bag)
Maybe my pockets too fat (Too fat)
Baby, your ass too fat (Too fat)
I'm tryna slide in a jag
Don't know the bitch but she call me Dad
Don't know the bitch but I got her mad
She like "Why you don't text back?"
My bad, I been getting to the racks
My bad, I just been in my bag
I got a bitch and she bad (She bad)
I got a bitch with a bag (With a bag)
Maybe my pockets too fat (Too fat)
Baby, your ass too fat (Too fat)
I'm tryna slide in a jag
Don't know the bitch but shе call me Dad
[Verse 2]
It's five in the morning right now
And not gon' liе, I'm just needing that ass
For me she gon' throw that shit back
She call me up, I make that shit clap
Huh, yeah no cap
On the roads and I love staying strapped
On the roads and we really get back
Lil boy go check the stats
Nah, you ain't fucking with me
You ain't fucking wit gang
You ain't fucking with us
I'm rocking all black bitch and I'm tryna go hop in a double R truck
I'ma go call up some bitches to slide and come suck the whole gang up
And I'ma go call up some shooters to slide and come stick your whole gang up
[Bridge]
Got a problem baby? Tell me what's up
You know I got all of these drugs
I'm better than all of your plugs
And I give you good dick, that's a plus
Give you good dick, that's a must
You know I love that body so much
Pull out the bitch fore I bust
Put out her tongue when I nut
[Pre-Chorus]
I got a bitch and she bad (She bad)
I got a bitch with a bag (With a bag)
Maybe my pockets too fat (Too fat)
Baby, your ass too fat (Too fat)
I'm tryna slide in a jag
Don't know the bitch but she call me Dad
(Don't know the bitch but she call me Dad, yeah the bitch calling me Dad)
[Verse 3]
Swear I can't relate with these boys, cause they broke
G19, what the fuck I'm gon' tote
Big ass shank, boy you could get poked
Roll up the za, yeah I'm smoking good dope
I could really rap boy, who want the smoke?
I could really rap, just let me take a toke
White fiend off the perc, she gon' float
Pussy boy told, he gon' sink the whole boat
Man this shit played out and this shit old
Stealing my style and they stealing my flow
Couple hundred for my chain, white gold
Mollys and xans what I been done sold
Tie up her hair and she take away my soul
No stripper in this bitch but I still got a pole
No stripper in this bitch but these bitches on go
(Yeah, I got these bitches on go)
[Chorus]
I got a bitch and she bad (She bad)
I got a bitch with a bag (With a bag)
Maybe my pockets too fat (Too fat)
Baby, your ass too fat (Too fat)
I'm tryna slide in a jag
Don't know the bitch but she call me Dad
Don't know the bitch but I got her mad
She like "Why you don't text back?"
My bad, I been getting to the racks
My bad, I just been in my bag
I got a bitch and she bad (She bad)
I got a bitch with a bag (With a bag)
Maybe my pockets too fat (Too fat)
Baby, your ass too fat (Too fat)
I'm tryna slide in a jag
Don't know the bitch but she call me Dad
