Buddha bless this bitch AP on me iced out, tennis chains iced out Whole pointers round my neck, lookin' like a lighthouse Stood nigga pipe down, choppa make it pipe down Runnin' man, runnin' man, catch me if you can Bad bitches on me, bad bitches on me Bad bitches on me, bad bitches on me Bad bitches on me, bad bitches on me Bad bitches on me, bad bitches on me Hit her for a minute, then I pass her to the homie I don't wanna see you when I wake up in the morning Bad bitches on me, bad bitches on me Bad bitches and I know some savage bitches Get it on they own, they don't have to ask you bitches Postin' pictures on the gram and at you bitches Secure the bag, lifestyle, real expensive Secure the bag, all these bad bitches lookin' for attention That ain't bad, fake bag, she pretendin' If you paid and get in your bag, then you win it All these drones sold us ***in' and call me Quincy Pop that seal, pop it, close that deal We in the field, spread them bills Layin' spill, on that lil' Maybach seat with the shitters, AP shiftin' gears AP on me, iced out, tennis chains, iced out Hold pointers round my neck, lookin' like a lighthouse Stood nigga pipe down, choppa make it pipe down Runnin' man, runnin' man, catch me if you can Bad bitches on me, bad bitches on me Bad bitches on me, bad bitches on me Bad bitches on me, bad bitches on me Bad bitches on me, bad bitches on me Hit her for a minute, then I passed her to the homie Hit her for a minute, then I passed her to the homie I don't wanna see you when I wake up in the morning Bad bitches on me, bad bitches on me Yeah, that A.K. wrist in my brush, look Your caries, buh, put her on my that she *** me, bursa We in the field with sticks like this Arcada Flip up the game and you niggas gon' meet your maker Girl, y'all havin' a rest in that regard Walk in the room with a bad bitch, she a Barbie I start up my engine, I'm nowhere where the car is Hop in the Wraith and she ask me what the stars is Every month on the 3rd, we get the Narcs in Stars bark and they kick the door, no Narcs in Livin' a wild life, think I am Tarzan AP on me, iced out, tennis chains, iced out Whole point is round my neck, lookin' like a lighthouse Son of a nigga, pipe down, chopper, make it pipe down Runnin' man, runnin' man, catch me if you can Bad bitches on me, bad bitches on me Bad bitches on me, bad bitches on me Bad bitches on me, bad bitches on me Bad bitches on me, bad bitches on me Bad bitches on me, only bad bitches want me Hold up, where the bad bitches, look at all the sad bitches Send a hundred to two hundred on the dash, smash, niggas And who want it, cause we runnin', ain't no question, ass niggas All the punnin' and the ***ers, ain't no runnin' past, niggas We done it, that's important, who you trust to blast with ya? Niggas bad, that's a quarter cash in the Caterpillar The worst task, I'm the nigga ass, I'm a cop killer Reggie Miller, shoot him, bill him, say Felipe, you say Phillip Double cup, call it in, kill him, Houston, Texas, now who trill him? Bad bitches in the mirror, told her, take her team with her Bitch, she bring her team with her, bring the blue and green, lookin' at my AP on me, iced out, tennis chains, iced out Whole pointers round my neck, lookin' like a lighthouse Hold up, nigga, pipe down, chopper, make it pipe down Runnin' man, runnin' man, catch me if you can Bad bitches on me, bad bitches on me Bad bitches on me, bad bitches on me Bad bitches on me, bad bitches on me Bad bitches on me, bad bitches on me