Baddies In Japan (Remix) – Zantreal Lyrics
Baddies in Japan
Wanna fuck, but we just friends
You know I got multi bands
Pull a rack out once again
All of my bitches a ten (yeah)
Bentley coupe, swerve in a Benz (ayy)
I'm finna pull out a fin (yeah)
I'm finna black out the rims
Bitch I'm balling like the gym
I'm a star, my life like a film
Going far I'm fly in the air
Me and money connect like a pair
Wanna be me, he cannot compare
I just be serving them bells (yeah)
I put my bitch in chanel
You know I never could fail
I be counting bands, pink hundreds, fifties you could tell
Ion wanna see you with yo handout you was never there
Me in Soulja in La
I'm with Oattzz, we fucking yo bae
White hoes, they come from the Bay
Yea you know that she coming to play
By the way she give me throat, I can't stand up
She make me feel like I just poured some lean up in my Fanta
Get rich just so I could ghost that bitch up in a Phantom
Broke boy play with the money, I told that nigga ima hold him for ransom
Hella hoes say I'm handsome
I got a lot of hoes throwing tantrums
I'm in the green room with some dancers
Wanna get here better vip
Wanna fuck better show me your I.d
My money stand tall like Great Khali
Fuck a hoe, now she wanna talk like me
Got swag, now they wanna walk like me
Baddies in Japan
Wanna fuck, but we just friends
You know I got multi bands
Pull a rack out once again
All of my bitches a ten (yeah)
Bentley coupe, swerve in a Benz (ayy)
I'm finna pull out a fin (yeah)
I'm finna black out the rims
Bitch I'm balling like the gym
I'm a star, my life like a film
Going far I'm fly in the air
Me and money connect like a pair
Wanna be me, he cannot compare
I just be serving them bells (yeah)
I put my bitch in chanel
You know I never could fail
Bitch wanna do my mans
T’d up, fuckin’ her friend uh
Too high I can’t land, we gone run them bands up
If you get money, then stand up
She got bubble butt
Grew up had to man up, I had to get them bucks
Top Kid, I’m feelin’ dandy, We let that fifty damn him
This lil bitch gettin’ friendly, I had to call her venom
Woah, and my bro make trap house go
I just fuck these hoes, they Olsen twins
Slide like lotion, I keep my fifty holstered
Then, I’m like oh sir
Money on me, Top Kid boaster
I’m on Xanax, stuck like poster
Don’t make me hop out, chase ya nigga
I keep that blower, if you say you know me nigga, know ima smoker
I just-I just threw back half a xan, fifteen hours till I land on a flight to Japan like I’m Drake
And that-And that-And that fifty hit ya mans, make em do the Shmoney dance
I go fuckin’ hit his head, he’s awake
And she-And she wanna get me in my bed, she put liquor in my head
This lil bitch tryna get me date raped, stomp down
Catch em when he fled, I put bullets in his head
Ima young nigga goin’ cray cray
Baddies in Japan
Baddies in Japan
Wanna fuck, but we just friends
You know I got multi bands
Pull a rack out once again
All of my bitches a ten (yeah)
Bentley coupe, swerve in a Benz (ayy)
I'm finna pull out a fin (yeah)
I'm finna black out the rims
Bitch I'm balling like the gym
I'm a star, my life like a film
Going far I'm fly in the air
Me and money connect like a pair
Wanna be me, he cannot compare
I just be serving them bells (yeah)
I put my bitch in chanel
You know I never could fail
