Bad Bitch

(Intro)
(Heavy 808s bumping, city lights flashing)
Yeah.
You already know what time it is.
That’s my bad bitch, straight up.
Let’s ride.
(Verse 1)
I see that vein poppin' out when my bad bitch gettin' heated,
Hollerin’ 'bout whatever, every argument repeated.
Or she go dead silent, givin' me that stone cold stare,
But this bad bitch got me posted, ain't goin' nowhere.
I ain't flinchin' at the drama when my bad bitch throw a fit,
I’m the solidest dude stayin' locked to this shit.
(Verse 2)
You my collar, my pride, yeah, my bad bitch run the set,
I’d slide on a vault for this bad bitch, make 'em sweat.
Tear the whole block down just to clear my bad bitch mind,
Cut off all them lame family members, leave 'em behind.
They steady talkin' that trash 'bout my bad bitch and my tax,
While we steady buildin' empires and stackin' them racks.
(Chorus)
Man, look at this bad bitch, look at the way that she glow,
Skin smooth like butter, got this bad bitch puttin' on a show.
From her eyes to her waist, this bad bitch a whole masterpiece,
That bad bitch face card don't ever expire, it's a piece!
Yeah, me and my bad bitch, ultimate duo, ain't nobody come close,
Through the hollerin' and silence, this bad bitch the one that I most.
I'm ridin' point for eternity, locked in the zone,
My bad bitch, my queen, got me locked on your throne.
(Verse 3)
That bad bitch face card lethal, yeah, she breaking them laws,
Got 'em lookin' twice when my bad bitch walk, no flaws.
From that arch in her back to the way that bad bitch smirk,
Every little thing that this bad bitch do put in work.
Lips glossed up, hair laid, my bad bitch lookin' elite,
That hood-rich elegance, the baddest bitch in the street.
(Verse 4)
We cut off the kinfolk who couldn't match my bad bitch pace,
Couldn't handle the motion, couldn't look this bad bitch in the face.
It’s just me and my bad bitch locked in the trap for the win,
I got my bad bitch back through thick, through thin, and again.
Forever and ever, eternity's near for this bad bitch and me,
I'd ride through the fire for my bad bitch, guaranteed.
(Verse 5)
So when my bad bitch done fussin' and back in my arms,
I’m tracin' them curves on my bad bitch, protectin' her charms.
Whatever this bad bitch want, consider it done on sight,
We stayin' winning, me and my bad bitch ownin' the night.
My fierce, loyal bad bitch, yeah, you lookin' too clean,
Best-lookin' bad bitch that these streets ever seen.
(Outro)
Yeah.
That’s a certified bad bitch.
Nobody else even close.
Big daddy.
Ride point, forever and ever.
(Heavy Dubstep growls, warbles, and bass distortion.)