Cat In The Bag - Bad B (feat. LAH)

Now when the beat starts rocking getcha stepping on,
(You know now that the cat is out of the bag what can you do)
(Meow)
Back on my grind,
Patek for the time,
I back what I say,
You the back of the line,
You the back of the game,
Trigger finger aim,
Insane in the brain,
White girl for the name,
Bad girl for the rep,
Go off on the set,
Act like a dog, make you my pet,
4 bars down we ain't done yet,
4 figures down got you suckers in debt.
Little white fucking on a bad bitch,
So damn happy cause I'm finna be mad rich,
Mellow on the beat, KB on deck,
Name one single thing that I ain't done yet,
I'm savage mother fucker yeah,
The real done dada yeah,
A gummy lil sucker, come and kiss it with a pucker (mwah)
Me ex man playing,
So I went and got another,
Still fuckin' with his boy still kick it with his mother,
Still the same bad bitch keep it real since the old days, (Yeah)
headed for a new life by doing shit the old ways, (Yeah)
Live fast die young I ain't tryna be an old age,
And I'm taking bitches out, rampage
Came from the mud,
Been on the street,
Life is a test, bitch you a cheat,
Bitch you a fraud,
I see right through,
They tryna be me cause I'm sick like flu,
Body on ouuu,
Red bottom on shoe,
Number one in the game,
Chains on too,
Hair on fleek,
Pussy on beat,
You can have ya mans back cause I had him all week,
Now when the beat starts rocking getcha stepping on (Yeah)
Crop top on cut with my Giuseppe's on (Yeah)
Only rich mother fuckers we be checking on (Yeah)
And if they talking on fam nek pressing on,
Put your betting on,
No second guessing on,
Burn city til I die I be repping on (Yeah)
White girl in the booth got em sweating on,
If he ain't eat the ass I get my begging on,
Break it down throw it back back back on it,
Tell the boy throw a stack stack stack on it,
Make it clap turn around never lack on it,
For the bag get down break a back on it,
Break it down throw it back back back on it,
Tell the boy throw a stack stack stack on it,
Make it clap turn around never lack on it,
For the bag get down break a back on it,
Now when the beat starts rocking getcha stepping on (Yeah)
Crop top on cut with my Giuseppe's on (Yeah)
Only rich motherfuckers we be checking on (Yeah)
And if they talking on fam nek pressing on,
Put your betting on,
No second guessing on,
Burn city til I die I be repping on (Yeah)
White girl in the booth got em sweating on (Yeah)
If he ain't eat the ass I get my begging on (Yeah)
Now when the beat starts rocking getcha stepping on,
Crop top on cut with my Giuseppe's on,
Only rich motherfuckers we be checking on,
White girl in the booth got em sweating on,
Now when the beat starts rocking getcha stepping on,
Crop top on cut with my Giuseppe's on,
Only rich motherfuckers we be checking on,
White girl in the booth got em sweating on.

Written by:
Mikaylah Milici, Vlado Vragovski

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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