{intro}
Yuh, umm, ayy
{hook}
Okay like ooh, bad b*tch, i'm a hype man
'cause i like b*tches on my dick and i like price tags
I couldn't care 'bout a lame unless they 'bout my bag
And i ain't hitting the phonebook, b*tch i won't write back (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Bad b*tch, i'm a hype man
Cause i like b*tches on my dick and i like price tags
I couldn't care 'bout a lame unless they 'bout my bag
And i ain't hitting the phonebook, b*tch i won't write back (ayy, ayy, ayy)
{verse 1}
Aye, i don't need that b*tch
Listen, you ain't got the sauce, and b*tch i bleed that sh*t
Okay, wait, like y'all don't see my wrist
And you ain't have to go and find, like you ain't peepin' this
Okay, she act like she ain't been up on the anaconda
And b*tch i ain't with all of that, i want a lot of prada
I bet she think she on my mind, but i ain't talk about her
Like i'm a bad ass b*tch and i don't care 'bout nada
Ooh, ooh, who, who, who wanna talk to the man?
Okay she ain't bout sh*t if this ain't makin' her dance
And they 'gon think i'm stealin', how i pocket the bands
And b*tch i been up high, and i ain't never 'gon land
{hook}
Okay like ooh, bad b*tch, i'm a hype man
Cause i like b*tches on my dick and i like price tags
I couldn't care 'bout a lame unless they 'bout my bag
And i ain't hitting the phonebook, b*tch i won't write back (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Bad b*tch, i'm a hype man
Cause i like b*tches on my dick and i like price tags
I couldn't care 'bout a lame unless they 'bout my bag
And i ain't hitting the phonebook, b*tch i won't write back (ayy, ayy, ayy)
{verse 2}
Ooh, you b*tches sure do talk a lot
And no, i never heard of you, so don't come to the spot
Like yeah i'm taking all of that, lil b*tch, how could i not?
They stay creepin' on my instagram, like, "what's he gonna drop?"
Okay like, oh my god, i feel like i'm the man
Like don't get mad, i bet that your b*tch stan
The way i break a b*tch back, she needed a cat scan
Wonder why they so scared, i'm makin 'em tap dance
Ooh, ayy, okay, i bet they fu*kin' with me
I never spoke to her, now she wan' su*k up on my willy
Lil b*tch don't be gettin' lippy, tryna get a little drippy
And they can call me drake, how i'm just tryna get a milli
I'm talkin 'bout cash...
Uh, drake's a pedophile
{hook}
Bad b*tch, i'm a hype man
Cause i like b*tches on my dick and i like price tags
I couldn't care 'bout a lame unless they 'bout my bag
And i ain't hitting the phonebook, b*tch i won't write back (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Bad b*tch, i'm a hype man
Cause i like b*tches on my dick and i like price tags
I couldn't care 'bout a lame unless they 'bout my bag
And i ain't hitting the phonebook, b*tch i won't write back (ayy, ayy, ayy)