[Verse 1: Jorjiana]

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 guap, 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 like 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

Thеy 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, uh-huh, I love bad bitches too

[Bridge: Jorjiana & GloRilla]

Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh (On gang, gang)

I love bad bitches too (GloRilla)

Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh (On gang, gang)

Huh, go, haha (Uh, uh)

[Verse 2: GloRilla]

(Hey, hey)

Yeah, I love them bad bitches (Why?)

'Cause I'm a bad bitch too

Caught my nigga cheating, boy, why you ain't call me? (Huh?)

I fuck bad bitches too

Fuck I'ma hate on the next ho for? (The fuck?)

That ain't what bad bitches do

Naw, we can't lay up, 11 a.m. checkout, nigga ass gettin' the boot (Outta there)

I'm, I'm a big dog, I don't argue over niggas (Ho)

Leave that shit for the puppies

I can get dick anytime I want (Stamp that)

Baby, that shit ain't nothin'

Topic of all these niggas discussions (Yup)

But ain't none of 'em fucked me

Like my niggas tall and grimy (What else?)

And mixed with a little bit of ugly

[Outro: GloRilla]

Uh, uh-huh, they say shooters shoot

Uh, uh-huh, Duke Dennis, what's up with you?

Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh (Hahaha, Jorjiana, what the fuck these niggas on, man?)

Uh-huh (Uh, uh), on gang, gang