BAD BITCHES
Tanta bala perdida en el barrio
Yo en la esquina quemándome un gallo
Un error acá te sale caro
Por eso es que hay que andar con cuidado
Desde morro a mí me lo inculcaron
Fui nacido y criado por sicarios
En mi mente siempre traigo el varo
Ando loco, pero no le paro
Yeah, I'm done with the bullshit, yo
All I need is good shit, yo
I don't need no more drama, no
I just need me bad bitches, yeah
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
All I need is some
Bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
I just need some
Pinche fiesta
Si le llamo al pinche dealer de volada me contesta
Estamos en otro nivel, a mí la feria me encanta (cash)
Siempre trucha pa'l negocio, no se me pasan las cuentas (yeah)
Estamos en otro nivel, a mí la feria me encanta
Me tuve que levantar, me tuve que aguantar
Sin mirar para atrás, decidido a avanzar
Aprendí a no gastar más de lo que ganas
Me quedé con ganas de comprarme algo más
Pero yo soy bien cabrón, yo le rompo el candao
Sé cómo se mueve el show, estamos siempre activaos
Trucha con el panochón, si lo miran por ahí
Ya no confío ni en Dios, al amor le dije: Fuck
No tienes que amarme, pero ya ando en todas partes
Con mi sudor me lo he ganao now
No tienes que amarme, pero ya ando en todas partes
Con mi sudor me lo he ganao now
Yea, I'm done with the bullshit, yo
All I need is good shit, yo
I don't need no drama, no
I just need me bad bitches, yeah
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
All I need is some
Bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
I just need some
Money, Gucci, Prada, Prada
Yo lo quiero todo porque vengo de la nada
Y nada, nada me han regalado
Tal vez mañana seamos pasado
Vivo bien recio nomás porque quiero
Disfruto con ganas (au)
Entre la Luna y el Sol
Vivo mi fiesta privada
Y tanta tinta en la garganta
Ya nada me espanta
Dejamos lo' fanta
A los fantoches matan
En la esquina matan
Por el barrio matan
Te dejan a pata
Tanta cara falsa que me ando topando
Se anda preguntando qué me 'ta pasando
Yo salí del barrio, pero ando triunfando
Yo salí del barrio pa' seguir triunfando, ou
I'm done with the bullshit, yo
All I need is good shit, yo
I don't need no drama, no
I just need me bad bitches, yeah
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
All I need is some
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
I just need me some
I just need some bad bitches
I just need some bad bitches
I just need some bad bitches
BAD BITCHES
So much wasted ammo in the hood
I'm on the corner burning a blunt
One mistake here can cost you big
That's why you gotta watch your back
Since I was a kid, I was taught this
I was born and raised by hitmen
Money's always on my mind
I'm crazy, but I don't stop
Yeah, I'm done with the bullshit, yo
All I need is good shit, yo
I don't need no more drama, no
I just need me bad bitches, yeah
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
All I need is some
Bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
I just need some
Fucking party
If I call the fucking dealer, he answers right away
We're on another level, I love the cash (cash)
Always sharp for business, I keep track of the bills (yeah)
We're on another level, I love the cash
I had to get up, I had to hold on
Without looking back, determined to move on
I learned not to spend more than I earn
I wanted to buy myself something more
But I'm a badass, I break the lock
I know how the game moves, we're always active
Watch out for the snitches, if you see them around
I don't even trust God anymore, told love: Fuck
You don't have to love me, but I'm everywhere
I've earned it with my sweat now
You don't have to love me, but I'm everywhere
I've earned it with my sweat now
Yeah, I'm done with the bullshit, yo
All I need is good shit, yo
I don't need no drama, no
I just need me bad bitches, yeah
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
All I need is some
Bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
I just need some
Money, Gucci, Prada, Prada
I want it all because I come from nothing
And nothing, nothing was given to me
Maybe tomorrow we'll be history
I live loud just because I want to
I enjoy it with passion (ow)
Between the Moon and the Sun
I live my private party
And so much ink in my throat
Nothing scares me anymore
We leave the fakes
To the posers who get killed
In the corner they kill
In the hood they kill
They leave you on your ass
So many fake faces I keep running into
They keep asking what's going on with me
I left the hood, but I'm thriving
I left the hood to keep thriving, ou
I'm done with the bullshit, yo
All I need is good shit, yo
I don't need no drama, no
I just need me bad bitches, yeah
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
All I need is some
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
I just need me some
I just need some bad bitches
I just need some bad bitches
I just need some bad bitches