[Intro: 42 Dugg]
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus: 42 Dugg]
Bad bitch from the hood, she ratchet (She nasty)
New Glock on my hip, this plastic
I just bought a new whip, five fifty M6
Threw my fingers up, then I'm smashing
Bitch, I'm a thug nigga, ho, I'm not a rapper
Run up with the plug, whole hood got the backend
[Verse 1: Lil Baby & 42 Dugg]
Broke out the Rolls truck, Baby, what we ridin' in?
Rolls truck parked in the hood, don't drive it
Next one I catch slick dissin', we gon' slide 'em
Catch a bad bitch with a nigga still DMin'
Turned to a rat, it don't matter, I don't be with him
Dugg says, "It's up," now I'm flyin' to the D with him
Corvette or two-seater, how you got three wit 'em?
Middle of the projects, don't mess three with 'em
Run it through the sack, back, I guess I'ma run it back
I'm goin' for the touchdown, we caught us a flea flicker
When I slide some tints on the low-key vehicle
[Verse 2: 42 Dugg]
Niggas really bitches on whatever I'm feelin'
Next nigga mention my name, I'll kill him
And y'all ain't the same, I'm different
I hit his man, he trippin'
Nigga, fuck these bitches, nah, fuck y'all niggas
Hit my nigga Baby for the G behind the PM
Five outta nine, I done hit a nigga BM
I bet whatever on the team, fuck a re-up
These niggas hoes, half of 'em wanna be us
Pull his bitch right in his face, that be us
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus: 42 Dugg]
Bad bitch from the hood, she ratchet (She nasty)
New Glock on my hip, this plastic
I just bought a new whip, five fifty M6
Threw my fingers up, then I'm smashing
Bitch, I'm a thug nigga, ho, I'm not a rapper
Run up with the plug, whole hood got the backend
[Verse 1: Lil Baby & 42 Dugg]
Broke out the Rolls truck, Baby, what we ridin' in?
Rolls truck parked in the hood, don't drive it
Next one I catch slick dissin', we gon' slide 'em
Catch a bad bitch with a nigga still DMin'
Turned to a rat, it don't matter, I don't be with him
Dugg says, "It's up," now I'm flyin' to the D with him
Corvette or two-seater, how you got three wit 'em?
Middle of the projects, don't mess three with 'em
Run it through the sack, back, I guess I'ma run it back
I'm goin' for the touchdown, we caught us a flea flicker
When I slide some tints on the low-key vehicle
[Verse 2: 42 Dugg]
Niggas really bitches on whatever I'm feelin'
Next nigga mention my name, I'll kill him
And y'all ain't the same, I'm different
I hit his man, he trippin'
Nigga, fuck these bitches, nah, fuck y'all niggas
Hit my nigga Baby for the G behind the PM
Five outta nine, I done hit a nigga BM
I bet whatever on the team, fuck a re-up
These niggas hoes, half of 'em wanna be us
Pull his bitch right in his face, that be us
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