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BBL (feat. Enphamus) lyrics

Performer QueTee

BBL (feat. Enphamus) song lyrics by QueTee official

BBL (feat. Enphamus) is a song in English

My bitch bad as hell, my bitch thick, no BBL
Bought it new, ain't no retail, I pop my shit, I know I smell
Not on your level, bitch, I'm past it Bitch, I'm ballin', I don't pass it
Nigga think he competition, he not even in my bracket
Bitch, I wanna fuck, I don't wanna cuddle
Hit a bitch with a kid, I'm a motherfucker
Choppa stick to me like Hubba Bubba
If you speak on the gang, I'ma uppercut you
I do what I want and you do what you can
Just hit up my label, I need an advance
I get a check and I spendin' it fast
He hate in my comments, he really a fan
They know I'm the GOAT, they don't wanna admit it
She wanna eat on my meat like brisket
Chain on my neck, yeah, it cost me a ticket
Know that you broke, you should probably go fix it
Why is you broke, nigga? Go get a check
Why is you broke, nigga? Go get a bag
He sheddin' a tear, he goin' out sad
She givin' me head while she wearin' a pad
My windows ain't tinted, we fuck in the car
I know you can't help but be who you are
I know you wanted to give her the world
But it's not your fault that she wanna start
Money was slow, I started trappin'
Tryna catch up, but they don't got a packet
I got the answer, I don't need practice
She eat my kids, she don't need a napkin
I hit it raw, I didn't need a magnum
My gen on fire, fuck it, I stabbed em'
Opp made me cough, but I ain't got asthma
I'm just chokin' on dead nigga ashes
Like my fuckin' wedding day, I told that bitch I'm tied up
I'm lit in Florida on my mama, I just had a fivesome
Just did a feature for Kentucky, he just gave me five sumn
And all my opps is dead, I'm bored, shit, I might go find some
I'm from that dirty, dirty
Bitch, I might start sellin' soap
And everything I do is B.I.G.
Just like a whale or boat
My bitch bad as hell, my bitch thick, no BBL
Bought it new, ain't no retail, I pop my shit, I know I smell
Not on your level, bitch, I'm past it Bitch, I'm ballin', I don't pass it
Nigga think he competition, he not even in my bracket
Bitch, I wanna fuck, I don't wanna cuddle
Hit a bitch with a kid, I'm a motherfucker
Choppa stick to me like Hubba Bubba
If you speak on the gang, I'ma uppercut you
I do what I want and you do what you can
Just hit up my label, I need an advance
I get a check and I spendin' it fast
He hate in my comments, he really a fan
WHAT!?
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Writer: Quantrell Mitchell
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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