Ice Spice - BB Belt lyrics
Ice Spice [Isis Naija Gaston] The Bronx, New York City, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Ice Spice - BB Belt lyrics]
(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 seen (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
This one bitch is built like an ant, ew (Ew)
Crash outs, and they goin' on rants
Cash cow, I be gettin' them bands (Damn)
Bitches switchin' but they wasn't trans (Grrah)
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
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 seen (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
This one bitch is built like an ant, ew (Ew)
Crash outs, and they goin' on rants
Cash cow, I be gettin' them bands (Damn)
Bitches switchin' but they wasn't trans (Grrah)
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
