She a bad girl like Ri-Ri Yeah, we gon' blow her bag, call it Fendi
Yeah, we ain't stressin' bout that money, we got plenty
And we ain't stressin' bout these niggas, keep on singin', go
Yeah, she a bad girl, you know she nasty Yeah, she a swaggin' girl, you know she nasty
Yeah, she a swaggin' girl, I got her classy And she wanna be like me, I bought her fashion
And if she see it, then she get it, ain't no askin
Go, take my baby on a flight, we go to Aspen And no young Bari, he be havin', he ain't trappin
She know that Bari on the beats and I ain't cappin
And these niggas, bro, we at the bank and we be laughin
She bad, but she bad, I can't never tell her no
She bad, yeah, she bad, I swear she bout to press a hoe
And she askin' bout that money, told her, let's go get some more
Yeah, I'm tryna see it rain, I see her face and then it snow
Don't you ask me bout these bitches, cause you know these hoes don't go
Don't you ask me bout those switches, cause you know I took my pole
I been all up out the way, I'm chasin' money in that mode
And niggas keep on tellin' on me, but I'm stickin' to the code
And yeah, she drippin', she a hattie, bitches in they feelings
And yeah, I'm tryna get that money, I can't have no dealings
And yeah, I'm bumpin' all this music, bumpin' in the ceiling
I put it deep inside her, cause she gushin' when she feelin
And yeah, she bout to stick with Bari, know he chasin' millions
I f*ck her good, can't tell her sorry, know she bout to kill it
I f*ck her good, she feelin' love and now she wanna date
But I'm just tryna get that, now I told my baby, wait, go
She a bad girl, think she really She a bad girl, she think she really
I'm a tripper, I left the Indy goin