[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie
Yeah, I’ll hit a bitch, ’cause I got nothin’ to lose (pew, pew, yeah)
Bought it all cash, I got somethin’ to prove
And I’m just fuckin’ with ’em, I got nothin’ to do
Runnin’ through these checks, like the ones on my shoes (woo, woo, woo, woo)
So don’t get geeked up (bitch), might get beat up (ho)
Tell that ho I’m movin’ in ’cause her lease up (get the fuck out)
So don’t get geeked up (bitch), might get beat up (ho)
Movin’ how I wanna, with my feet up (woo, woo, woo, woo)
[Verse 1: Bhad Bhabie
Yeah, my nails pink, but my hunnids blue (hunnids blue)
Runnin’ in these threes, to these W’s (runnin’, bitch)
And I might let you chill if I fuck with you
I don’t wanna meet ya mama, I ain’t cuffin’ you
60 a show (60 a show), look at this dough, look at this
Back of the Ghost, that’s how I roll, I’m on some whole other shit
Diamonds colored like a Rubix cube
My name Bhad Bhabie, bitch, who is you?

[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie
Yeah, I’ll hit a bitch, ’cause I got nothin’ to lose (pew, pew, yeah)
Bought it all cash, I got somethin’ to prove (somethin’ to prove)
And I’m just fuckin’ with ’em, I got nothin’ to do
Runnin’ through these checks, like the ones on my shoes (woo, woo, woo, woo)
So don’t get geeked up (bitch), might get beat up (ho)
Tell that ho I’m movin’ in ’cause her lease up (get the fuck out)
So don’t get geeked up (bitch), might get beat up (ho)
Movin’ how I wanna, with my feet up (woo, woo, woo, woo)

[Verse 2: Lil Baby
I’ll one night ya (night)
I might taste it if I like it, I won’t wife ya (wife)
Pull up Viper (Vipe)
All my jewelry the right one
Ballin’, I go Mike Jordan
Get head while I’m recordin’
On FaceTime, won’t record me
60 for a show, I’m important
All my spots got glass windows (yeah)
Still got snow like December
She want snow, no December
I’ma go slow, go deep in her
Runnin’ through checks, they keep appearin’
I don’t get scared, I’m God-fearin’
New G-Wagon, I barely steer it
Paid all cash, don’t do leases

[Bridge: Bhad Bhabie & Lil Baby
Yeah I’ll hit a bitch
Leases (pew, pew, yeah)
Bought it all cash
(Mothafuckin’ ballin’)
And I’m just fuckin’ with ’em
Just fuckin’ with ’em
Runnin’ through these checks, like the ones on my shoes

[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie
So don’t get geeked up (bitch), might get beat up (ho)
Tell that ho I’m movin’ in ’cause her lease up (get the fuck out)
So don’t get geeked up (bitch), might get beat up (ho)
Movin’ how I wanna, with my feet up