- “Who Run It” Freestyle 歌詞 Bhad Bhabie
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- Bhad Bhabie “Who Run It” Freestyle 歌詞
- Bhad Bhabie
- Realest bitch alive and Im only in my teens
Bring the smoke my way and Ima make your forehead face a beam
Eat the pavement if you hatin, need my paper, Im impatient
Fans is waitin, finna hit the road,
Got sold out shows with Asian
All em bitches Im blazin,
Mami, get out of the city, you racin
Im bringin bars, bars, bars, all my competition caged in
Im gettin 50 and up in a day
You still gon piss in a cup if you wine
Pissy pussy hoes all in my face
Think they might make me get back to my ways, wait
I need a breather,
Kill a ho just like she havin a seizure, ayy
Need a vacation, when Im off tour
I might go to Ibiza, ayy
Gucci my sneakers, been in the game
And you hoes on the bleachers, ayy
Woah, a milli, I reach it, breakin the bank,
I make more than my teachers, ayy
When I look around, dont see nobody in my lane
See these rappers need the clout,
Thats why they always say my name
Im only gettin better, bitter bitch it aint gon change
Why you tryna hang around me,
Bitch, get off cause you aint gang
You aint gang, treat you like a stain
All my biz is straight, Id still be good without the fame
I got so many cousins, aunts, uncles that I never knew
On me for my revenue, Im big now like Im 72'
New whip and my leather smooth, try me, Ima play it cool
Windows down, AC blowin, 20 below, Im extra cool
You lookin fed up cause of my bread up,
I keep my head to the sky
Run up, I gotta know
And Im back to yeah where Im droppin the fire
Who want it? Tell me, bitches, who blunted?
You aint know my crew run it? All we see is blue hundreds
On my dash, 200, these bitches sad and cant run it
Ho Im a star, you wanna walkthrough
You better tell me who fundin
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