Bad bitch you thought you had a bad bitch step into the club just to crash it could of had a chance but she past it yeah living life fast she be dashing never in the kitchen whisking up the fractions normally in the bathroom touching up her lashes imagine that dramatic what time she even be on I know fasho it's late in the moment it was worth the wait lil homie knows but he still chase the feeling who's the bait we both be bitting constant real in just to leave again you wan rock with flags and roll in taxi cabs the only flag I trust is rosita we share alot of world but for only a few to get a part of it in the city any race can be a lift boy I'mma take a hit off the split everybody get a wiff locked jaw now I'm talking with a lisp cut to the chase pour my heart now you get the jist paint a bigger picture visually hear you talk over the phone using securis wait hold up I don't want no chorus You might want more this little league like I'm the T it's hard to breathe while In my dreams