Slim Thick

I enter when they leave, bottles of champagne
And if I feel like it, I'll go with your man
They call me Miss Marijuana because I smoke all the time
They ask me how I can roll with those nails

In the club we smoke hashish and marijuana
And the posh girls look at me with envy
Always surrounded by smoke, but I always smell like Prada
If they complain too much, I blow the smoke in their face

Did you want to hear a real bitch sing?
Tell me how many are there that can sing and do splits?
I know there's none in Spain
That's why there's only one Bad Gyal

I know money and respect will come to me (for sure)
But in the meantime, I like to keep it real
I don't pretend to be good or bad
Bad Gyal's lyrics are written by Alba

And people like to talk a lot of shit
And while I'm traveling around the planet
The heaviest producers respect me
And I feel that in time Bad Gyal will be a star

I'm good with lyrics, I'm good at making hits
And I'm good in bed, expert at riding the dick
Every weekend he says: I want to repeat
And while I do it, he calls me slim thick

I'm good with lyrics, I'm good at making hits (he knows it)
I'm good in bed, expert at riding the dick
Every weekend he says: I want to repeat
And while I do it, he calls me slim thick

Did you want to hear a real bitch sing?
Tell me how many are there that can sing and do splits?
I know there's none in Spain
That's why there's only one Bad Gyal

I know money and respect will come to me
But in the meantime, I like to keep it real
I don't pretend to be good or bad
Bad Gyal's lyrics are written by Alba

And people like to talk a lot of shit
And while I'm traveling around the planet
The heaviest producers respect me
And I feel that in time Bad Gyal will be a star