text: Buddah bless this beat
  AP on me, iced out, tennis chains, iced out 
  Whole pointers round my neck, lookin like a lighthouse 
  Lil nigga, pipe down, choppa make ya pipe down
  Runnin man , runnin man , catch me if you can
  Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me 
  Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me 
  Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me 
  Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me 
  Hit her for a minute then I pass her to the homie 
  Hit her for a minute then I passed her to the homie 
  I dont wanna see you when I wake up in the mornin 
  Bad bitches only , bad bitches on me
  Huncho
  Bad bitches and I know some savage bitches 
  Get it on they own, they dont have to ask you bitches 
  Postin pictures on the gram and @ your bitches 
  Secure the bag, lifestyle real expensive 
  All these bad bitches lookin for attention 
  That aint bad, fake bad, she pretendin 
  If you pay to get in your bag then you winnin 
  All these Jones soldier, fuck it, they call me Quincy
  Popped that seal , close that deal 
  We in the field , spread them bills 
  Lean spill , on that Lear 
  Maybach seat with the sheers , AP shiftin gears 
  AP on me, iced out, tennis chains, iced out 
  Whole pointers round my neck, lookin like a lighthouse 
  Lil nigga, pipe down, choppa make ya pipe down
  Runnin man , runnin man , catch me if you can
  Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me 
  Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me 
  Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me 
  Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me 
  Hit her for a minute then I pass her to the homie 
  Hit her for a minute then I passed her to the homie 
  I dont wanna see you when I wake up in the mornin 
  Bad bitches only , bad bitches on me 
  Yeah, 38 carats in my bracelets 
  Argh, Put her on molly she fuck me brazy 
  We in the field with sticks like this Arcadia 
  Flippin the game and you niggas gon meet your maker 
  Uh, Goyard, havin them racks and no regard 
  Uh, Walkin around with a bad bitch, she a barbie 
  Uh, I started my engine, I’m nowhere, where the car is? 
  Uh, Hopped in the Wraith and she asked me, “What the stars is?” 
  Every month on the third we get to Narcs in 
  Dogs barkin then kick the door, no narcs in 
  Livin the wild life, think I am Tarzan 
  I took your broad again, she wanna come with the stars again 
  AP on me, iced out, tennis chains, iced out 
  Whole pointers round my neck, lookin like a lighthouse 
  Lil nigga, pipe down, choppa make ya pipe down
  Runnin man , runnin man , catch me if you can
  Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me 
  Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me 
  Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me 
  Bad bitches only , bad bitches on me 
  Takeoff
  Bad bitches on me, only bad bitches want me
  Hold up, where the bad bitches? Look at all the sad bitches 
  Say a hundred, do two hundred on the dash, smash nigga 
  Who want it? Cause we run it, aint no question, ask niggas 
  Better punt it on the fourth, cause aint no runnin past niggas 
  Man, we done it, thats important, who you trust to blast with you? 
  Make it spaz, thats a quarter cash in the caterpillar 
  Porsche tags on the nigga ass, Im a cop killer 
  Reggie Miller, shoot em, bill up, say Phillipe while you say, Philip
  Double cup, codeine killer, Houston Texas, now who trilla?
  Bad bitches in the mirror, told her take the team with her 
  Bet she bring the 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 
  Lil nigga, pipe down, choppa make ya pipe down
  Runnin man , runnin man , catch me if you can
  Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me 
  Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me 
  Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me 
  Bad bitches only, bad bitches on me