Letra de BB Belt (Remix) - Ice Spice

(Feat. Bb trickz)

(Stop playin' with 'em, RIOT)

Trueys 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 myself (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 is 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 (Move)

Niggas talk, we go ku (Ku)

I don't get introduced

Yeah, I'm that bitch, so they stealin' my juice (You know)

This one bitch is built like an ant, ew (Grrh)

Crash outs, and they goin' on rants (Ew)

Cash cow, I be gettin' them bands (Damn)

Bitches switchin' but they wasn't trans (Grrah)

Trueys on (Trueys on), and I BB my belt (Like)

I'm Miss Poopie, but I never smell (No, no)

He hit my line 'cause he know I'm myself (Grrah)

He got a bitch, but he know I don't tell (Like)

I'm a baddie, so fuck how she felt (Fuck it)

I'm a baddie like, fuck how you feel (Fuck it)

And I'm thick 'cause I don't miss a meal

Like, ah, una mimada (Like, ah)

Ganga de baddies y todas son malas

Mala con balas, una Chucky con falda

ATM, todas son ganga (ATM)

Like, ah, ¿y ahora qué pasa?

Quiere coro, ¿qué coño? Qué plasta (¿Qué?)

¿Que ahora qué quiere? Un chin de la salsa

Ahora me la da, ¿será que está en baja?

I'm a baddie, una hija de pu— (Grrh)

Sepo a miel, Winnie the Pooh (Like)

Una blanquita sobrá' de actitud

Prendía' reuniones, soy mala, ¿y tú? (¿Y tú?)

Back to back con bestie, Bb, Ice, that's so shiesty

Si dan spice, I just might be (Mmm)

Double fetty, I'm so icy, bitch

Like, uh, mmm, Bb en el Benz, Chanel en el suelo

Las mías dan bala, no tiran del pelo (Like grrah)

Salgo, se llenan de nuevo (Grrah)

Salgo, me busco de nuevo (Pa-paw)

Si subo el rack, es un rack nuevo

No tengo racks pa' postureo

Si lo saco, lo gasto, lo quemo

Trueys 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 myself (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)

Lightskin, but I'm black, you could 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?

Trueys 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 myself (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

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