Bad Bih 4 Ya Songtext
von GloRilla

Woo, woo
On Gang, yo baby
For bad bitches only

Shawty something bad, and she red like my favorite color
Gangsta ass bitch something ratchet, she come from the gutter
Shawty ain′t a lame, she on game, get it from her brothers
She thick from the front, natural junt, got it from her mother

Uh, that's a bad bitch for you
Red bitch with long hair, that′s a bad bitch for you
White teeth, French tip nails, that's a bad bitch for you
Only listenin' when you payin′ the bills, that′s a bad bitch for you

GloRilla
Middle fingers to my haters, all you bitches jealous (fuck y'all)
Been knew I was that bitch, I didn′t need a man to tell me (the fuck)
Crop tops in the wintertime showing off my flat ass belly (mmm)
Gotta watch my back though, all thesе fuck niggas wanna get me pregnant (on God)


I'm so damn finе, I don′t mean to brag or nothing (I'm just sayin′)
Nah fuck that, to be honest, I don't brag enough (pop your shit)
I like to flirt 'cause I be bored and that shit fun as fuck (nah, for real)
He texted and said he fallin′ for me, I replied that′s tough (ugh)

I be where the money at, let them tell it, I be hiding
Real bitches move in silence, like the S inside of "island"
Fresher than a salad, I be dressing like a thousand island
Wherever bitches think they on, I be on that times a thousand

Shawty something bad, and she red like my favorite color
Gangsta ass bitch something ratchet, she come from the gutter
Shawty ain't a lame, she on game, get it from her brothers
She thick from the front, natural junt, got it from her mother

Uh, that′s a bad bitch for you
Red bitch with long hair, that's a bad bitch for you
White teeth, French tip nails, that′s a bad bitch for you
Only listenin' when you payin′ the bills, that's a bad bitch for you

Said I'll never fuck no rapper bitch, now I′m feeling like I don′t know
I'll fuck like a slave master, country nigga, I′m straight from tallyho (tallyho)
Seven hundred fifty cash money what I had when I walked in the door
Ain't trying to lead you on but I′m trying to tell ya Boston Richie go them goals (hmm)


Post up like a totem pole (yeah), boy stop playing I don't know them hoes
Pay ya rent talking pay ya car note bill and buy some clothes
Boston Richie done ran up seven Ms, and still gone trap some Os
Flood that bitch with these brand-new hundreds I′ll teach a nigga how to trap a hoe

I can smell that bullshit through the wind but I got a trapper nose (yeah)
Spend that money I make it do what it do, I bet them smackers know
Trying to play it cool on some rapper shit, but I'm tryna play it close
I just text Dank said if Glo want me, I'ma get an AP two-tone

Shawty something bad, and she red like my favorite color
Gangsta ass bitch something ratchet, she come from the gutter
Shawty ain′t a lame, she on game, get it from her brothers
She thick from the front, natural junt, got it from her mother

Uh, that′s a bad bitch for you
Red bitch with long hair, that's a bad bitch for you
White teeth, French tip nails, that′s a bad bitch for you
Only listenin' when you payin′ the bills, that's a bad bitch for you

Light up the dope (go baby)