BBO (Bad b*tches Only) (Original Version) lyrics

[Intro]
Buddah bless this beat

[Chorus: 21 Savage & Quavo]
AP on me, iced out, tennis chains, iced out (Ice)
Whole pointers 'round my neck, lookin' like a lighthouse (Shine)
Lil' n*gga, pipe down, choppa make ya pipe down
Runnin' man (Woo), runnin' man (Woo), catch me if you can
Runnin' man, runnin' man (Woo), ran off with your bands (Skrrt)
Drink a lot of syrup and I pop a lot of Xans
With the f*ck sh*t, but I'm cooler than a fan
Slaughter gang hang a n*gga like the Ku Klux Klan
Bad b*tches only, bad b*tches on me
Bad b*tches only, bad b*tches on me
Bad b*tches only, bad b*tches on me
Bad b*tches only, bad b*tches on me

[Post Chorus: 21 Savage & Quavo]
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 don't wanna see you when I wake up in the mornin'
Bad b*tches only, bad b*tches on me (Huncho)

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Wide load backin' in, reverse (Beep, beep)
Coutin' up the deads, pull up in hearses (Skrrt, skrrt)
Pocket rocket, but the chopper do the worsts (Groaw, groaw)
f*ck a bad b*tch and then I buy her purses (Woo, yeah)
Ayy, countin' up the M's, that's the earnings (Yeah)
On the Northside kickin' doors and servin' (North)
At the back door, strap inside the turban (Taliban)
Auntie havin' a b*tch script her Perkys (Auntie)
Popped that seal (Pop it), close that deal (Close it)
We in the field (Yeah), spread them bills (Woo, ayy)
Lean spill (Goddamn), on that Lear (Phew)
Maybach seat with the sheers (Curtains), AP shiftin' gears (Gone)