All right, yeah, bad lil' bitch, she a vibe I'm tryna get in her, I'm tryna get in her
Thighs Come hop in my ride, bet she don't text twice
Heart cold its ice, no dad in her life No guidance ain't taking advice
Late night, she not going home Shaking her hips to my song
Baddie, she stay doing wrong Ms niggas, they blow up her phone
She throwin it back, goddamn, hips on attack Giving it to her, but she giving back
Ass fat can't handle the gyat
Alright, bad lil' bitch, she a vibe I'm tryna get in her, I'm tryna get in her thighs
Come hop in my ride, baddie she don't text twice
Heart cold its ice, no dad in her life No guidance ain't taking advice
Late night, she not going home shaking her hips to my song
Baddie, she stay doing wrong Ms niggas, they blow up her phone
She throwin it back, goddamn, hips on attack giving it to her, but she giving back
Ass fat can't handle the gyat
Blakery - GYAT Lyrics
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All right, yeah, bad lil' bitch, she a vibe I'm tryna get in her, I'm tryna get in her
Thighs Come hop in my ride, bet she don't text twice
Heart cold its ice, no dad in her life No guidance ain't taking advice
Late night, she not going home Shaking her hips to my song
Baddie, she stay doing wrong Ms niggas, they blow up her phone
She throwin it back, goddamn, hips on attack Giving it to her, but she giving back
Ass fat can't handle the gyat
Alright, bad lil' bitch, she a vibe I'm tryna get in her, I'm tryna get in her thighs
Come hop in my ride, baddie she don't text twice
Heart cold its ice, no dad in her life No guidance ain't taking advice
Late night, she not going home shaking her hips to my song
Baddie, she stay doing wrong Ms niggas, they blow up her phone
She throwin it back, goddamn, hips on attack giving it to her, but she giving back
Ass fat can't handle the gyat
Thighs Come hop in my ride, bet she don't text twice
Heart cold its ice, no dad in her life No guidance ain't taking advice
Late night, she not going home Shaking her hips to my song
Baddie, she stay doing wrong Ms niggas, they blow up her phone
She throwin it back, goddamn, hips on attack Giving it to her, but she giving back
Ass fat can't handle the gyat
Alright, bad lil' bitch, she a vibe I'm tryna get in her, I'm tryna get in her thighs
Come hop in my ride, baddie she don't text twice
Heart cold its ice, no dad in her life No guidance ain't taking advice
Late night, she not going home shaking her hips to my song
Baddie, she stay doing wrong Ms niggas, they blow up her phone
She throwin it back, goddamn, hips on attack giving it to her, but she giving back
Ass fat can't handle the gyat
Writer: Blake Richardson
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