BAD BITCHES
Sandro Malandro
BAD BITCHES
So much wasted ammo in the hood
I'm on the corner burning a blunt
One mistake here can cost you big
That's why you gotta watch your back
Since I was a kid, I was taught this
I was born and raised by hitmen
Money's always on my mind
I'm crazy, but I don't stop
Yeah, I'm done with the bullshit, yo
All I need is good shit, yo
I don't need no more drama, no
I just need me bad bitches, yeah
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
All I need is some
Bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
I just need some
Fucking party
If I call the fucking dealer, he answers right away
We're on another level, I love the cash (cash)
Always sharp for business, I keep track of the bills (yeah)
We're on another level, I love the cash
I had to get up, I had to hold on
Without looking back, determined to move on
I learned not to spend more than I earn
I wanted to buy myself something more
But I'm a badass, I break the lock
I know how the game moves, we're always active
Watch out for the snitches, if you see them around
I don't even trust God anymore, told love: Fuck
You don't have to love me, but I'm everywhere
I've earned it with my sweat now
You don't have to love me, but I'm everywhere
I've earned it with my sweat now
Yeah, I'm done with the bullshit, yo
All I need is good shit, yo
I don't need no drama, no
I just need me bad bitches, yeah
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
All I need is some
Bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
I just need some
Money, Gucci, Prada, Prada
I want it all because I come from nothing
And nothing, nothing was given to me
Maybe tomorrow we'll be history
I live loud just because I want to
I enjoy it with passion (ow)
Between the Moon and the Sun
I live my private party
And so much ink in my throat
Nothing scares me anymore
We leave the fakes
To the posers who get killed
In the corner they kill
In the hood they kill
They leave you on your ass
So many fake faces I keep running into
They keep asking what's going on with me
I left the hood, but I'm thriving
I left the hood to keep thriving, ou
I'm done with the bullshit, yo
All I need is good shit, yo
I don't need no drama, no
I just need me bad bitches, yeah
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
All I need is some
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
I just need me some
I just need some bad bitches
I just need some bad bitches
I just need some bad bitches