[Verse 1: Pardison Fontaine]
Let me hit it from the back (What?)
Fuck you 'til I barely understand you, mumble rap (What?)
You might've won the last round, baby, but run it back (Run that back)
You've been bad since high school (Woo)
Even back then I wanted that
Moncler bubble coat, got the bubble under that (Yeah)
Now arms up, spread them legs like jumping Jacks (Yeah)
Good pussy, bad attitude, it come with that
It's why you love to pop your shit like bubble wrap
Go 'head and pop it then (Baow)
You know your ass sit perfect, you got a doctor friend? (Ah)
Your baby daddy be lurkin', he gettin' blocked again (Block)
You do it like B-day, you feel like Jocelyn
And girl that pussy like air, I need my oxygеn
We need a safe word (Woo-ah)
Thesе bitches jealous of your face and how your waist curve
I might throw a little bread but I don't chase birds
If you go down then I go down, that's how we take turns

[Chorus: Mr. Chicken & Pardison Fontaine]
I'm a big dawg, baby
You know how I roll
Need a bad girl, come and put it on me
You know my body, big face hunnids
Heard you was a savage, girl, put it on me
Girl, put it on me, put it on me
Baby, yeah
'Cause I need a bad girl, gon' put on me (Yeah)
Heard you was a savage, girl, put it on me (Girl, I heard you was a savage, come put it on)
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