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Ice Spice – BB Belt Lyrics

Read the lyrics to “BB Belt” by Ice Spice.

Ice Spice BB Belt cover art
Artist Ice Spice

BB Belt Lyrics


(Stop playin’ with ’em, Riot)

Truey’s on and I BB my belt (Like)
I’m Miss Poopie, but I never smell (Grrah)
He hit my line ’cause he know I’m a sell (Grrah)
He got a bitch, but he know I don’t tell (Like)
I’m a baddie so fuck how she felt (Grrah)
I’m a baddie like, fuck how you feel (Damn)
And I’m thick ’cause I don’t miss a meal

And I’m lit ’cause I just signed a deal (Grrah)
Everybody be knowin’ my name (Like)
Just want the money, I don’t want the fame (Like)
And I’m different, they ain’t in my lane (Grrah)
Countin’ up hundreds, it’s how I stay sane (Like)
Picture perfect, he lovin’ my frame (Damn)
I’m a baddie, I do what I do (Do what I do)
Like, I’m bad, but my bitches is too (Like)
And they know how to move
Niggas thought we go coo’
I don’t get introduced
Yeah, I’m that bitch so they stealin’ my juice
This one bitch is built like an ant, ew
Crashouts, and they goin’ on rants
Cash cow, I be gettin’ them bands (Damn)
Bitches switchin’ but they wasn’t trans (Grrah)

Truey’s on and I BB my belt (Like)
I’m Miss Poopie, but I never smell (Grrah)
He hit my line ’cause he know I’m a sell (Grrah)
He got a bitch, but he know I don’t tell (Like)
I’m a baddie so fuck how she felt (Grrah)
I’m a baddie like, fuck how you feel (Damn)
And I’m thick ’cause I don’t miss a meal

And I’m thick, but I don’t got a waist (Damn)
Think she pretty, but changin’ her face (Damn)
Fallin’ behind like, bitch, pick up your pace
It was funny ’til I took her place
Her man callin’, but I be like, “Who this?” (Who this?)
I’m a switchy bitch, I really do this (Damn)
Light skin, but I’m black, you can tell by my hair (Hair)
I get money, bitch, I am a millionaire (Millionaire)
Walk in the party, everybody gon’ stare (What)
If I ain’t the one, why the fuck am I here, hm?

Truey’s on and I BB my belt (Like)
I’m Miss Poopie, but I never smell (Grrah)
He hit my line ’cause he know I’m a sell (Grrah)
He got a bitch, but he know I don’t tell (Like)
I’m a baddie so fuck how she felt (Grrah)
I’m a baddie like, fuck how you feel (Damn)
And I’m thick ’cause I don’t miss a meal