Top Songs By Bhad Bhabie
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Ho, get like me
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Ho, get like me
I ain't never gave a fuck about a broke bitch
I ain't never gave a fuck about no bitch
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Ho, get like me
[Verse 2]
I'm gettin' a lot
Killin' shit, bitches, carotid, gettin' murdered
You be the judge, show me the verdict
I get my money converted
Bitches be runnin' in circles
Feel like I'm runnin the circuit
Rake me up for the commercial
Bands bustin' through my Birkins
Bitch run up on me, get your shit smacked
Fucked for the pack, get a pack, if you mismatched (Bitch)
Shootin' at the Wraith in a pitched back
Keep aimin' at the scope, coulda miss that
Heard you just walk, get your money up
You ain't even got a thousand (Nope)
Sellin' stacks, I need a tummy tuck (Ew)
Bitches really out here wildin' (Nasty bitch)
I got endorsements ready
You're just a corpse, sis, done it
I'm on the Forbes list steady
I put the plaques on the wall
I smell the plaque through your jaw
You ain't got nothin', jumpin' off
[Verse 3]
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Ho, get like me
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Ho, get like me
I ain't never gave a fuck about a broke bitch
I ain't never gave a fuck about no bitch
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Ho, get like me
[Verse 4]
Get you some money, I'm countin' up guap
Lean in my tongue, I sip out the box
I hopped out the game, but you know I'm a problem
Shoot him in the neck, pop him in the collar
The route star workin', do you know I'm swangin' 'bows?
But I get paid ten bands just to do a show
Hey, hey
[Verse 5]
But you know that I'm the man when I step up on the scene
I got a hundred-something racks pokin' out my Balmain jeans
He wasn't there when we was down, so he can't join the team
Don't you run up on me crazy, 'cause these Glocks, he got a beam
[Verse 6]
We do this murder shit for real
For my ****, I kill
I do a hundred years, swear to God, I won't squeal
Never change on my gang, never changed for the fame
If I see a bitch-ass rapper, I'ma take that **** chain
[Verse 7]
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Ho, get like me
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Ho, get like me
I ain't never gave a fuck about a broke bitch
I ain't never gave a fuck about no bitch
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Bitch, get you some money
Ho, get like me
Written by: Danielle Bregoli, Bryson Lashun Potts