Bhad Bhabie & Jack $hirak Testo
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Testo Bhad Bhabie & Jack $hirak
Blue bands in my luggage
Wrist is bluebell with the ice hoe (ice hoe)
20/20 vision but
I’m stevie to a price doe (price)
Need that amg just for the summer
I can’t ride slow (skrr)
Everything is fire
To these hatin hoes I’m ice cold (Ice)
Blew the roof off of the rari
Just cop me da crib Its big as a Stanley (What)
They watching the kid like a nanny
I’m cooking that shit gonna get me a grammy
Call my squad if its war
They gone ride for me (Ride)
Still hold my own
I don’t need no one to fight for me
Bitch watch yo tounge
Watch me win
I’m on my run (On my run)
You one and done
Hoe can’t be me I’m one of one (one of one)
Money kicked up
Think I hit a brinks truck (Whaa)
Cuban link tucked
Bands gone make my jeans bust (Bitch)
Count it
Count it
Count it Count it
Really heavy shit
Ion’t gotta check the balance
It keep adding up
Really gettin hard to count it (Hoe)
Count it (Bich)
Count it (Hoe)
Count it (Bitch)
Count it (Hoe)
Really having shit
Ion’t gotta check the balance
It keep adding up
Really gettin hard to count it (Count it)
Balling crazy yeah
Wrist work cost me 80 yeah (Whaa)
Hoes be shady
Plotting on me
Tryna play me yeah (Tryna play me)
10 bands get a hoe knocked off (Knocked off)
Knock it off bitch we’ll pop out (Pop out)
You on my dick hoe hop off
Copy dis drip Ain't got sauce
I make the bag work
Digital dash vert (hoe)
I get to the cash first
Killing these hoes
Any last words
I’m really touching a grip
Commas on commas I’m hustling bitch
All of the racks huh
What you say comin in muffled as shit (Bitch)
Speak up
I’m running shit
Can’t keep up
Balance took a leap up
Feel like that paper seek us
Broke bitch seek help
Bout that green like sea kelp
Shorty see me she melt
Face on my double G belt (Haha)
Count It
Count It
Count It
Count It
Really having shit
Ion’t gotta check the balance
It keep adding up
Really gettin hard to count it (Hoe)
Count It (Bitch)
Count It (Hoe)
Count It (Bitch)
Count It (Hoe)
Really having shit
Ion’t gotta check the balance
It keep adding up
Really gettin hard to count it
Wrist is bluebell with the ice hoe (ice hoe)
20/20 vision but
I’m stevie to a price doe (price)
Need that amg just for the summer
I can’t ride slow (skrr)
Everything is fire
To these hatin hoes I’m ice cold (Ice)
Blew the roof off of the rari
Just cop me da crib Its big as a Stanley (What)
They watching the kid like a nanny
I’m cooking that shit gonna get me a grammy
Call my squad if its war
They gone ride for me (Ride)
Still hold my own
I don’t need no one to fight for me
Bitch watch yo tounge
Watch me win
I’m on my run (On my run)
You one and done
Hoe can’t be me I’m one of one (one of one)
Money kicked up
Think I hit a brinks truck (Whaa)
Cuban link tucked
Bands gone make my jeans bust (Bitch)
Count it
Count it
Count it Count it
Really heavy shit
Ion’t gotta check the balance
It keep adding up
Really gettin hard to count it (Hoe)
Count it (Bich)
Count it (Hoe)
Count it (Bitch)
Count it (Hoe)
Really having shit
Ion’t gotta check the balance
It keep adding up
Really gettin hard to count it (Count it)
Balling crazy yeah
Wrist work cost me 80 yeah (Whaa)
Hoes be shady
Plotting on me
Tryna play me yeah (Tryna play me)
10 bands get a hoe knocked off (Knocked off)
Knock it off bitch we’ll pop out (Pop out)
You on my dick hoe hop off
Copy dis drip Ain't got sauce
I make the bag work
Digital dash vert (hoe)
I get to the cash first
Killing these hoes
Any last words
I’m really touching a grip
Commas on commas I’m hustling bitch
All of the racks huh
What you say comin in muffled as shit (Bitch)
Speak up
I’m running shit
Can’t keep up
Balance took a leap up
Feel like that paper seek us
Broke bitch seek help
Bout that green like sea kelp
Shorty see me she melt
Face on my double G belt (Haha)
Count It
Count It
Count It
Count It
Really having shit
Ion’t gotta check the balance
It keep adding up
Really gettin hard to count it (Hoe)
Count It (Bitch)
Count It (Hoe)
Count It (Bitch)
Count It (Hoe)
Really having shit
Ion’t gotta check the balance
It keep adding up
Really gettin hard to count it
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