Lotta Dem Bhad Bhabie

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[Chorus]
M's in the bank, got a (Lotta, lotta 'dem)
Stones on the chain, got a (Lotta, lotta 'dem)
Hoes tryna hate, got a (Lotta, lotta 'dem
Lotta, lotta 'dem, lotta, lottta 'dem)
Cribs by the lake, got a (Lotta, lotta 'dem)
Friends actin' fake, got a (Lotta, lotta 'dem)
Lies on my name, got a (Lotta, lotta 'dem
Lotta, lotta 'dem, lotta, lotta 'dem)

[Verse 1]
Ain't shit, new shit, spaceship, coupe shit
Came with two whips, déjà vu shit
Still got a lotta them bands (Bands)
Still got a lotta them mad (Mad)
Old bread, new drip, fake hoes, new tits
They call, who this? Fake lips sink ships
Still got a lotta them bands (Bands, bitch)
Still got a lotta them mad (Mad, bitch)
Yeah, you can drop it but it ain't gon' sell (Sell)
My shit hittin' like the NFL (Ho)
Tinted 9-11 so I don't see 12 (Nope)
Stay with the K so I don't take L's (Bitch)

[Chorus]
M's in the bank, got a (Lotta, lotta 'dem)
Stones on the chain, got a (Lotta, lotta 'dem)
Hoes tryna hate, got a (Lotta, lotta 'dem
Lotta, lotta 'dem, lotta, lotta 'dem)
Cribs by the lake, got a (Lotta, lotta 'dem)
Friends actin' fake, got a (Lotta, lotta 'dem)
Lies on my name, got a (Lotta, lotta 'dem
Lotta, lotta 'dem, lotta, lotta 'dem)

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