[Intro: OT7 Quanny]

(I'm looking for the hoes)

(Gang, gang)

(I love bad bitches, bruh)

[Verse]

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

I love bad bitches too

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

I'm rockin' some Trues, what's new?

Von told me to rap my ass off

Shit, I'm tryna tell him the same

Get to the gwap, I'm tryna take this shit far, but never forget where I came

I want the richy-richies, but I don't really care for fame, uh-huh

I want the tracky-trackies, this lil' ho aggy, he ask do my son need a daddy?

I been poppin' it, my old ho keep tryna stop me, my old friends turnt, wishy-washy

Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

I love bad bitches too, aight, ooh

Put me on planes when I land, I'll still take flight

This lil' ho cute, finna ask him what he doin' tonight

Green in the cup, but it taste likе Sprite

I love it so wrong, but it feel so right

Uh-huh, it feel so right, uh-huh

Uh, uh-huh, uh, uh-huh

They talk rеal big, but they sharin' they pipes, woo

They callin' me Caitlin, I'm ballin', get your pape' up

Uh, uh-huh

White in his nose, that shit look like makeup

Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh

I love bad bitches too

Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

I love bad bitches too

Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh

I'm tryna get rich, so fuck out my face tryna lay up

Haha, uh-huh, I love bad bitches too

Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

I love bad bitches too

Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Huh, go, haha