My Bitch Badder - Zaytoven, Eldorado Red, Young Dolph

You got bitches, I got bitches, but my bitches badder

I got skrilla, you got skrilla, but my skrilla longer

Your bitch thick and my bitch thick, but my bitch ass much fatter

We say we gang, they say they gang, but my gang way more stronger

You got ice and I got ice, but my shit hit more harder

I got whips and you got whips, but all my whips is foreign

I got bitches, you got bitches, but my bitches badder

You got bitches, I got bitches, but my bitches badder

Drop top with my shirt off

On my way to drop your girl off

These rocks on me, they hit

These rocks they Liu Kang kickin'

This philippe cost honcho

Half a million at the condo

Got more ammo than the gun store

VS 30 pointers in my watch

Ayy, 30 hollow tips in my Glock

I do magic, I turn nothin' into somethin'

My trap down just Kriss Kross jumpin'

These big diamonds on me chunky

Lil rich nigga, it’s hard for me to hide it (for real)

If it don’t cost a quarter million then I can’t drive it (naw)

20 bad bitches at the party and it’s private

Everyday we smokin' weed and party like it’s Friday

You got bitches, I got bitches, but my bitches badder

I got skrilla, you got skrilla, but my skrilla longer

Your bitch thick and my bitch thick, but my bitch ass much fatter

We say we gang, they say they gang, but my gang way more stronger

You got ice and I got ice, but my shit hit more harder

I got whips and you got whips, but all my whips is foreign

I got bitches, you got bitches, but my bitches badder

You got bitches, I got bitches, but my bitches badder

You got whips and I got whips, you got sticks and I got sticks

Let’s meet up and have a shootout, nigga, fuck the rappin' shit

like the trappin' shit, y’all be with the cappin' shit

Jefe should’ve been a pimp, Jefe like to smack a bitch

Yeah you got the rave boy, but got the nigga

Your bitch been with me three days and she won’t go home, nigga

Solitaires on me goin' off like an alarm, nigga

Thousand bags of OG like we got our own farm, nigga

Fresh up out the clink, I just beat another charge, nigga

Heard you runnin' off with that, pussy tryna dodge niggas

All my bitches foreign and they love 'em all, nigga

Walk inside the Gucci store, they treat me like a god, nigga

You got bitches, I got bitches, but my bitches badder

I got skrilla, you got skrilla, but my skrilla longer

Your bitch thick and my bitch thick, but my bitch ass much fatter

We say we gang, they say they gang, but my gang way more stronger

You got ice and I got ice, but my shit hit more harder

I got whips and you got whips, but all my whips is foreign

I got bitches, you got bitches, but my bitches badder

You got bitches, I got bitches, but my bitches badder

Seven chains on (bloaw)

Rollie on my left, Patek on my right arm

Ayy, you in the way

If you ain’t gettin' paid, fuck niggas get played

Never give my heart to a bitch, never give my heart to a bitch

You should see the look on they face, they still mad 'cause I got rich

What the fuck?

Whole lotta ice made her wanna spend the night

Whole lotta stacks made me get a bigger pack

Whole lotta hustlin' 'cause a whole lotta flexin'

She all in her feelings, now she doin a lotta textin'

Turnt up in the trap, call that a whole lotta blessings

You got bitches, I got bitches, but my bitches badder

I got skrilla, you got skrilla, but my skrilla longer

Your bitch thick and my bitch thick, but my bitch ass much fatter

We say we gang, they say they gang, but my gang way more stronger

You got ice and I got ice, but my shit hit more harder

I got whips and you got whips, but all my whips is foreign

I got bitches, you got bitches, but my bitches badder

You got bitches, I got bitches, but my bitches badder