Letra da Música Affiliated (Feat. Asian Doll) de Bhad Bhabie

Bitch watch yo mouth (whaah)
Don't want no beef
You ain't affiliated (hell nah)
Ain't getting no money
Ain't talking that bag
Then we can't do relations (relations)
I went to sleep and woke up rich
I had to chase the paper
I'm taking spots what it cost
Can't do no bitch no fucking favors
These bitches be dumb
These bitches not affiliated
100 On my drum, my niggas all affiliated
These girls my sons I made
That hoe ain't got no apron
On sight don't run
I'm sorry this how savage raised me

Play if you want, try me I'll get violated
Fuck that charge, and fuck them cases
I hit first, ain't got no patience
Gimmie mine, bitch I ain't waiting
This life real, no time for faking
It's in my blood
The streets that's where I graduated
When I go on tour
My shit sold out, I'm still hood though
What you waiting for
Wanna run up, wish you would though
I gotta get more, I got my pedal to the floor
And yeah I'll mop up all you bitches
Like I'm outchea doing chores (bitch)

Bitch watch yo mouth
Don't want no beef, you ain't affiliated
Ain't getting no money
Ain't talking that bag
Then we can't build relations
I went to sleep and woke up rich
I had to chase the paper
I'm from the streets what it cost
Can't do no bitch no fucking favors
These bitches be dumb
These bitches not affiliated
100 On my drum, my bitches all affiliated
These hoes my sons I made
That hoe ain't got no apron
On sight don't run
Ain't sorry this how boynton raised me

This how savage raised me
So I had to run my bands up
He like how I'm popping shit
I might just hit his mans up
Haters I'm not walking with
These bitches they can't stand us
Blowing cantaloupe
I'm smoking dope can't catch no cancer
Heart attack bitches see me running shit
I'm on yo ass
No cartin back
Ain't no back and front with me the doll
Yeah cause I started that
Go against the princess out of luck
Ain't got no heart attached
All my bitches ride
Homicide reload the semi strap

Bitch watch yo mouth, don't want no beef
You ain't affiliated
Ain't getting no money
Ain't talking that bag
Then we can't build relations
I went to sleep and woke up rich
I had to chase the paper
I'm from the streets what it cost
Can't do no bitch no fucking favors
These bitches be dumb
These bitches not affiliated
100 On my drum, my bitches all affiliated
These hoes my sons I made
That hoe ain't got no apron
On sight don't run
Ain't sorry this how boynton raised me

Bitch mad she ain't affiliated (haha)
Fuck is they talking about gang
In this bitch period
Dumb ass hoe
Ha dummy, ha-ha
Gang