BM lyrics

[Hook]
b*tch I'mma make you my BM
b*tch I'mma make you my BM
b*tch I'mma make you my BM
b*tch I'mma make you my BM
I cannot f*ck with you peons
I cannot f*ck with you peons
I cannot f*ck with you peons
I cannot f*ck with you peons
b*tch I'mma make you my BM
b*tch I'mma make you my BM
b*tch I'mma make you my BM
b*tch I'mma make you my BM
I cannot f*ck with you peons
I cannot f*ck with you peons
A.M to the P.M
b*tch I'mma make you my BM

[Verse 1]
b*tch bad Imma bust in her pus*y
Pocket stuff with the cookies
A model to her to a baby mama
She was ridin' in a Honda
I'm walking with the cash Vans beaten
f*ck up a check all in Neimans
Bend it over let me see it
Lot of gold like a pirate
Pulled it out too excited
My motorcycle let her ride it
b*tch I'mma make you my BM
I might f*ck hoe for no reason
I'm in her pus*y it's moist
She give me neck, in a Rolls Royce
Hundreds, commas
I get that check with no problem
I took your b*tch and I dive in her
All of this ice its a cold winter
Gotta keep flexin'
c*m in the face it get messy
Went down in DM
Foreign she sucking and up to A.M to P.M
She got a check and she keepin' away
b*tch I'mma make you my BM
[Hook]
b*tch I'mma make you my BM
b*tch I'mma make you my BM
b*tch I'mma make you my BM
b*tch I'mma make you my BM
I cannot f*ck with you peons
I cannot f*ck with you peons
I cannot f*ck with you peons
I cannot f*ck with you peons
b*tch I'mma make you my BM
b*tch I'mma make you my BM
b*tch I'mma make you my BM
b*tch I'mma make you my BM
I cannot f*ck with you peons
I cannot f*ck with you peons
A.M to the P.M
b*tch I'mma make you my BM

[Verse 2]
Baby mama call don't answer
In an Aston Martin go fast
If you can't keep up go past you
I suck on her titties like Dracula
Made me a millie' no drop
My first baby mama she head im a star
I might pass her to a bar
You dont go no money but you in the mall
Gucci store I be like gimmie' that
In the trap i made a stack
Drop a 50 with a sack
Baby mama where you at
I cannot f*ck with these rappers
Touchdown on the plug like tackle
All money wheres the battle
She sucking my di*k like a sour
b*tch I might take you to paris
I'm in love she's a 10
I'm a dawg f*ck a friend
Passport just came in
Naw, Literally
I got a Show out in Italy
Naw, Literally
pus*y too good take her to Tiffany's
[Hook]
b*tch I'mma make you my BM
b*tch I'mma make you my BM
b*tch I'mma make you my BM
b*tch I'mma make you my BM
I cannot f*ck with you peons
I cannot f*ck with you peons
I cannot f*ck with you peons
I cannot f*ck with you peons
b*tch I'mma make you my BM
b*tch I'mma make you my BM
b*tch I'mma make you my BM
b*tch I'mma make you my BM
I cannot f*ck with you peons
I cannot f*ck with you peons
A.M to the P.M
b*tch I'mma make you my BM