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Tee Grizzley – Bitches On Bitches Lyrics

B*****s On B*****s Lyrics by Tee Grizzley (feat. Lil Pump)


[Intro: Lil Pump]
Yeah, b*****s on b*****s
Ooh, b*****s on b*****s, yeah, yeah, Lil Pump
Ooh, b*****s on b*****s, ooh, ooh
Ooh, J Gramm

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Ooh, b*****s on b*****s (B*****s)
Give your a*s a bean, now you’re showin’ off t*****s (Ooh, yeah)
B*****s on b*****s (Huh?)
Young rich n***a, b*****s call me eight figures (Yeah, ooh, brrt)
B*****s on b*****s (Ooh)
Pop two mollies, b***h, now I feel lifted (Yeah)
Ooh, b*****s on b*****s (B*****s)
I’m too rich, man, I don’t wanna listen (Ooh, ooh, brrt)
B*****s on b*****s (Yeah, ooh)
B*****s on b*****s (B*****s on b*****s, ooh)
B*****s on b*****s (Ooh)
Young rich n***a, b*****s call me eight figures (Yeah, ooh, brrt)
B*****s on b*****s (Ooh)
Pop two mollies, b***h, now I feel lifted (Yeah, ooh, brrt)
B*****s on b*****s (Yeah)
I’m too rich, man, I don’t wanna listen (Ooh, ooh)

[Verse 1: Tee Grizzley]
My b***h thick with a bag (Thick)
My b***h rich with a a*s (Thick)
Lame n****s don’t get to grab (Lame a*s)
F**k n****s don’t get to smash (F**k n***a)
Weak hoes don’t get a pass (At all)
Installation and bundles, two racks (Two racks)
N****s stay in her DM’s (DM’s)
Big a*s, nice t*****s, waist snatched (Waist snatched)
In the streets, on the net, I’m trending (I’m trending)
Ride in the Ghost with all b*****s (Skrrt)
N****s layin’ in your bushes, they blend in (Killers)
F**k a b***h from the back, make her thicker (Shut up, slut)
She slurp me up, but I ain’t lick her (At all)
Threw her some count, had to tip her (I did)
If you not gon’ rain in them clubs (Them clubs)
You don’t deserve to see the strippers

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Ooh, b*****s on b*****s (B*****s)
Give your a*s a bean, now you’re showin’ off t*****s (Ooh, yeah)
B*****s on b*****s (Huh?)
Young rich n***a, b*****s call me eight figures (Yeah, ooh, brrt)
B*****s on b*****s (Ooh)
Pop two mollies, b***h, now I feel lifted (Yeah)
Ooh, b*****s on b*****s (B*****s)
I’m too rich, man, I don’t wanna listen (Ooh, ooh, brrt)
B*****s on b*****s (Yeah, ooh)
B*****s on b*****s (B*****s on b*****s, ooh)
B*****s on b*****s (Ooh)
Young rich n***a, b*****s call me eight figures (Yeah, ooh, brrt)
B*****s on b*****s (Ooh)
Pop two mollies, b***h, now I feel lifted (Yeah, ooh, brrt)
B*****s on b*****s (Yeah)
I’m too rich, man, I don’t wanna listen (Ooh, ooh)

[Verse 2: Lil Pump]
Thirties on thirties (Ooh)
Wear a lot of Louis, lot of Fendi and Versace (Ooh)
I don’t stress hoes, left her waitin’ in the lobby (Nope)
Show the AP when I see the paparazzi (AP, ooh)
Left wrist, right wrist wet (Ooh)
Got a new Patek and it cost more than your damn rent (Wow)
Last week, I had a threesome on a jet (Damn)
Got my auntie cookin’ up dope like a chef (Yeah, ooh)
Whip it up, Lil Pump, f**k it up, count it up (Brrt)
Pull up in a ‘Rari, take a s**t on your Acura (Ooh)
Smash on your thottie, drop her off at Santa Monica (Huh?)
And the fake followers you got, it ain’t adding up (No)
Hit a ho from the back, throw her off a ladder (Ladder)
Bring a b***h back, she had to see a chiropractor (Ooh)
I don’t even care, b***h, I’m rich, it don’t matter (No)
You got a bad b***h, oh well, mine badder (Ooh, ooh)
[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Ooh, b*****s on b*****s (B*****s)
Give your a*s a bean, now you’re showin’ off t*****s (Ooh, yeah)
B*****s on b*****s (Huh?)
Young rich n***a, b*****s call me eight figures (Yeah, ooh, brrt)
B*****s on b*****s (Ooh)
Pop two mollies, b***h, now I feel lifted (Yeah)
Ooh, b*****s on b*****s (B*****s)
I’m too rich, man, I don’t wanna listen (Ooh, ooh, brrt)
B*****s on b*****s (Yeah, ooh)
B*****s on b*****s (B*****s on b*****s, ooh)
B*****s on b*****s (Ooh)
Young rich n***a, b*****s call me eight figures (Yeah, ooh, brrt)
B*****s on b*****s (Ooh)
Pop two mollies, b***h, now I feel lifted (Yeah, ooh, brrt)
B*****s on b*****s (Yeah)
I’m too rich, man, I don’t wanna listen (Ooh, ooh)