Bhad Bhabie - OG CRASHOUT (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Bhad Bhabie - OG CRASHOUT (en) Lyrics
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'Cause that's Bhad Bhabie, Bhad Bhabie's going to
do what Bhad Bhabie's gonna fucking do (Ayo,
X9), and there's nothing you can do about it
She's gonna fucking win,
win, win, win, win
The fuck you talkin' about?
I don't know who gassed these bitches
up, but somethin' needa be
said (Somethin' needa be said)
How this bitch think she ate? She
just another bitch that I fed
Why you all in that man face,
and my pussy's still on his
breath? (On his breath)
I heard there's money on Ve's head,
but ain't nobody 'round here dead
'Cause you got desires,
I know, I know, I know
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Bitch, keep talkin' like you hot,
I'll have 'em layin' at yo'
spot (Layin' at yo' spot)
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blink, one-eighty-two shots
Self-control has never been your thing
You keep runnin' back to your
Daddy, I don't know when
I last seen my pops (No)
I just killed you on my third diss and
my last one still hot (Still hot)
of them shit props (Nope)
beefin' with me again?
Bitch, you scared, you postin'
up Big Mama like she with
you, bitch, you weird
You's a bop, bop, bop, tryna use me
for my name (Use me for my name)
If I crash out, mama crash out
too, we got the same DNA
You worry 'bout Bhabie killin'
this, baby, when that
baby killin' 'em babies
Probably my fault for the
way that I handle it
Surround yourself with Blacks but
still ain't 'vited to the cookout,
cracker bitch (Bitch)
I ain't backin' down from shit,
I feel like Curtis Jackson
(Feel like Curtis Jackson)
I gave her belt to ass, and the whole
world went, "This would happen"
How you got Atlanta accent? You
foolin' me, you from Calabasas
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you gon' make about me (Bitch)
Ooh, shawty, you tried it
Face to face, you can't do
that with no makeup (No)
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Voice gettin' filled with entitlement
AP buss all the way down, your
time on Jacob (Jacob)
You goin' hard to get a plaque, but
still can't make one (Nope)
When you see me, you gon' whoop
me, bitch, where? (Haha)
Who the hell said that 'Bama
do it better, bitch, where?
Lyin' 'bout me, must be somethin'
in your teeth, bitch,
where? (Bitch, where?)
I swear to God, this ho delusional,
you know that bitch
weird (Weird bitch)
I done made a couple M's off
OnlyFans, right here
stupid bitch weird (Weird bitch)
Why this bitch keep my name
in her mouth? Bitch, weird
You weird-ass bitch
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