[Pre-Chorus: Bhad Bhabie]
P-P-Pull up in that wraith, and make these b**hes pledge allegiance
Flood my necklace, so much ice, my heart done turned into a freezer
Count up them racks
(Count up them racks)
Run up a sack
(Run up a sack)
Follow the drip, and then we'll talk
Pull up in the Lyft, and empty the clip
[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie]
Young and bad
All my b**hes young and bad (Young and bad)
Young and bad
All my b**hes young and bad (All my b**hes young and bad)
Young and bad
All my b**hes young and bad (Young and bad)
Young and bad
All my b**hes young and bad (All my b**hes young and bad)
[Verse 1: Bhad Bhabie]
Young and bad, young and rich
Banana clips on the stick
Pull up and pop at your b**h (Pop at your b**h)
Been in this sh** for a minute (for a minute)
I shoot the clip like a lemon (like a lemon)
I treat these b**hes like b**hes
Ready for war, we gon' air this b**h out in a minute
Iced out, b**h try to ride my wave, get wiped out (Wiped out, hoe!)
Pi-pipe down, come through, shut it down right now (Right now, b**h)
Whole lotta bad b**hes
Fashion Nova bad b**hes (f** 'em)
What you gon' do to them hoes? Same thing we did to them last b**hes
Pu-pu-pull off the lot (Pull off the lot)
I drop the top (I drop the top)
Pop at an opp
f** it, I'll pop at a cop (b**h!)
b**h don't want these problems
Cold case, nobody solved it, no way
Keep the revolver, beggin' b**h, I'm ballin'
I'm at the top, I don't plan on fallin'
[Pre-Chorus: Bhad Bhabie]
P-P-Pull up in that wraith, and make these b**hes pledge allegiance
Flood my necklace, so much ice, my heart done turned into a freezer
Count up them racks
(Count up them racks)
Run up a sack
(Run up a sack)
Follow the drip, and then we'll talk
Pull up in the Lyft, and empty the clip
[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie and City Girls]
Young and bad
All my b**hes young and bad (Young and bad)
Young and bad
All my b**hes young and bad (All my b**hes young and bad)
Young and bad
All my b**hes young and bad (Young and bad)
Young and bad
All my b**hes young and bad (All my b**hes young and bad)
[Verse 2: J.T.]
City girls got these hoes shook like a soda (Explode)
Now I drive a Porsche, b**h, you drive a Toyota (Yeah)
Used to have to make the money stretch like yoga (Facts)
I told y'all hoes once I get rich, it's over
B-B-Bad b**h, come get your n***a and your wig snatched
He cut the cheque already, come and get your gig back
I-I'll slap yo' a**, I swear to God, won't get your lick back
I'm in the whip, faster than a ride at Six Flags (Period)
[Verse 3: Yung Miami]
Y-Young and bad
We can't talk unless that cheque cut (Nah)
Just signed a deal under a year, gotta respect us
Pur-Purse YSL, shoes Chanel, b**h, I'm living well (Facts)
It's a blessing that we made it, ‘cause we been through hell
D-Don't need your section because we got our own sh**, b**h (b**h)
Don't buy me drinks 'cause we got our own lick, b**h (b**h)
We feel like flexing tonight, we ‘bout go crazy (Crazy)
It's Yung Miami and J.T. f**in' with Bhad Bhabie
Period
[Pre-Chorus: Bhad Bhabie]
P-P-Pull up in that wraith, and make these b**hes pledge allegiance
Flood my necklace, so much ice, my heart done turned into a freezer
Count up them racks
(Count up them racks)
Run up a sack
(Run up a sack)
Follow the drip, and then we'll talk
Pull up in the Lyft, and empty the clip
[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie and City Girls]
Young and bad
All my b**hes young and bad (Young and bad)
Young and bad
All my b**hes young and bad (All my b**hes young and bad)
Young and bad
All my b**hes young and bad (Young and bad)
Young and bad
All my b**hes young and bad (All my b**hes young and bad)