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letra de her bad - 1takejay

her bad lyrics
[intro: 1takejay]

[producer tag:]
scum you finessed this one
mhmm, i like this one though
wait, hol’ up, i’m finna
alright you ready?

[chorus: 1takejay]
my ex b-tch left me that b-tch lost (huh?)
her bad. her bad, her loss (huh?)
i just hit the text like thanks cause i bossed up (cause i)
i just hit the text like thanks cause i…
post my b-tch on my timeline, every b-tch mad
they ain’t even seen my b-tch face, they know my b-tch bad
my b-tch a real thotiana, neck bussed down
took her to the jeweler like, “ay, make my b-tch drown”
(whistles)

[verse 1: 1takejay]
on my momma buss me right down, what is plain jane?
ion even know y’all like that call me j.j
i only let my b-tch b-tch say my name name
1takejay if n-ggas askin’ what they call him
bupp-boww crack a n-gga b-tch wit a baldhead
f-ck that told the lil’ yeah give me all head
(whistles)
wait let me stop cussin’, nevermind that’s my sh-t
watch, i’m at the bank, chase-iana, yeah that’s my b-tch
n-ggas trippin’, call blueface, where’s the mop stick? (oooooh)
(whistles)
scum (ay)
scum tell uno (come on!)
scum tell uno load it up
scum tell uno load it up, now i’m locked in
b-tch truck like a fat wood cause we packed in it
at the swap meet i just told ‘em gimme max tints
i just told the valet “n-gga hol’ up, this my sh-t” (wait hol’ up)
no rental, i just let the homie run my backfade
she just let the homie f-ck (her bad)
so i just hit her lil friend now i’m (her man, her man)
i don’t give a f-ck cause that’s her bad
it’s not my bad, that’s her bad, it’s not my fault
[chorus: 1takejay]
my ex b-tch left me that b-tch lost (huh?)
her bad. her bad, her loss (huh?)
i just hit the text like thanks cause i bossed up
i just hit the text like thanks cause i…
post my b-tch on my timeline, every b-tch mad
they ain’t even seen my b-tch face, they know my b-tch bad
my b-tch a real thotiana, neck bussed down
took her to the jeweler like, “ay, make my b-tch drown”

[verse 2: blueface]
1take, blueface yeah b-tch we locked in
i could put them brand new heels on a b-tch bunion
n-ggas try to talk while i’m talkin’ get jumped in
keep that yay on me in case joe try to budden
this sh-t sound like baskin b-tch it’s bumpin’
eight rings on finna go upside this b-tch pumpkin
talk to me nice you’ll think twice ‘fore you think about cussin’
all i know is the crips told the b-tch, the b-tch knew her cousin
12 just got a call said they heard shots, they smoldered a dozen
last time i hit the bm i left sumn in the oven
n-ggas in the county losin’ t–th talkin’ high power
you not a n-gga over there, punk put in more hours
playin’ wit yo d-ck in the shower, you wasn’t on the tier
for the gang walk thru this hoe, ensure the stage clear
my ex b-tch mad, watch from the crowd now
made the hoe leave, cause she didn’t wanna bow down
afn on me for the melee or the powwow
if a bouncer trip on my b-tch ima foul out
talk to the b-tch like a baby wanna pout pout
beatin’ up the cat like a dog b-tch, bow wow
throwin’ in the towel, b-tch i nutted, better wipe up
blueface baby, yeah aight better pipe up
i ain’t turnin down a fat b-tch, i’m a sick f-ck

- 1takejay

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