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Hey, I don't like good girls, I need all my bitches bad Looking back, throwing all that ass, girl, you bad I'm a cop, you a new Chanel bag, 'cause you bad No filter on your pictures, yeah, you get it, get it, get it Girl, you a nails done, yeah, your whole clique I want you, not your friends, baby Yeah, you spinning on this cash, baby, 'cause you bad Broke niggas all up in your mentions, looking sad Imma put little shawty in detention, 'cause she bad She some fine shit, yeah, the top, I can't pass Imma upgrade your life, yeah I'm talking first class, 'cause you bad Who it is? It's the baby doing up What I got? A lot of paper, I'm always one up They gonna talk, but them the people won't know And if it ain't about a check, she won't go Hey, my type, that's right, yeah, slim waist, toenails white Whoa, you can come over, but you can't spend the night though And I wanna take you from your man, that's only right I don't like good girls, I need all my bitches bad Looking back, throwing all that ass, girl, you bad I'm a cop, you a new Chanel bag, 'cause you bad No filter on your pictures, yeah, get it, get it, get it Girl, you a nails done, your whole clique I want you, not your friends, baby Yeah, you spending all this cash on you, baby, 'cause you bad God said she love Cartier, so I put rocks on her Yeah, she bad, can't lose her Put the C on her, call her like she need a collab 'Cause, baby, that's an awful lot of bad Let the beat break down They used to call your phone, but them niggas can't now All your homegirls, yeah, they trying to hang now Put them diamonds in your ear, dancing like James Brown Yeah, you shining, you glowing Telling you, you the baddest, you like, "I'm already know." Body first, sweatsuit or curve, showing y'all up in the mirror Like, I think my eyes growing I don't like good girls, I need all my bitches bad Looking back, throwing all that ass, girl, you bad I'm a cop, you a new Chanel bag, 'cause you bad No flips on your pictures, yeah, you come on, get it, get it, get it Girl, you earn those done, yeah, your whole clique I want you, not your friends, baby Yeah, you spending all this cash on you, baby, 'cause you bad Tough track. Turn my back, turn my back