B.B. SIMON! ISSBROKIE

[Intro]
(Yuh, yuh)

[Chorus]
Designer on my thighs, on my butt
My hoodie got some white diamonds all over the bust (Diamonds all over the bu—)
(Bitch) ice on my phone, do not touch
Gucci wrapped to the feet, bitch, I feel like King Tut (I feel like King Tu—)
Why does yo' main bitch wanna fuck?
She ain't even know my eye color, why she full of lust? (Yo, why this bitch tweakin'?)
B.B. Simon underneath my gut
Prolly why, not surprised that she fiendin' for the bucks
Bitch, I do not trust

[Verse 1]
Bad lil' bitch, I'm walkin' 'round in Gucci flip-flops (Money)
I get money if you comment on my TikToks
So, if you hatin', thanks for buyin' me a Ziplock (Thank you)
This exotic, doin' numbers to my hitbox
Brand new Patek, it got numbers on this wrist watch (Shit expensive)
I gеt clout, I get numbers 'cause my shit knocks (It's on God)
And if I wеre you, I'd stop with all that shit talk (Just stop)
Bitch, I'm Jaiden Animations with the way I let my stick talk

[Bridge]
Ayy, most my haters don't know what they mad about (They mad about)
The inside of yo' wallet, the only thing you should be sad about (Why you broke and fine?)
I'm finna cry, no, really, that's a sad amount (That shit is sad)
One time I met a hater, said, "Come here," and then I sat him down (Come here, lil' bro)
Yeah, lil' home, I just wanted to let you know
Your mom's a bitch, your dad's a bitch, and even your dog is a ho (Oh)
So, get up off my dick and find another place to spank at shows
You get no money (Facts), no bitches (Facts), and zero (Facts) designer (Facts) clothes (Fa—)