Yun Head — Fanta Yun Remix

[Intro] Yuh, umm, ayy [Hook] Okay like ooh, bad bitch, I'm a hype man 'Cause I like bitches on my dick and I like price tags I couldn't care 'bout a lame unless they 'bout my bag And I ain't hitting the phonebook, bitch I won't write back (Ayy, ayy, ayy) Bad bitch, I'm a hype man Cause I like bitches on my dick and I like price tags I couldn't care 'bout a lame unless they 'bout my bag And I ain't hitting the phonebook, bitch I won't write back (Ayy, ayy, ayy) [Verse 1] Aye, I don't need that bitch Listen, you ain't got the sauce, and bitch I bleed that shit Okay, wait, like y'all don't see my wrist And you ain't have to go and find, like you ain't peepin' this Okay, she act like she ain't been up on the anaconda And bitch I ain't with all of that, I want a lot of prada I bet she think she on my mind, but I ain't talk about her Like I'm a bad ass bitch and I don't care 'bout nada Ooh, ooh, who, who, who wanna talk to the man? Okay she ain't bout shit if this ain't makin' her dance And they 'gon think I'm stealin', how I pocket the bands And bitch I been up high, and I ain't never 'gon land [Hook] Okay like ooh, bad bitch, I'm a hype man Cause I like bitches on my dick and I like price tags I couldn't care 'bout a lame unless they 'bout my bag And I ain't hitting the phonebook, bitch I won't write back (Ayy, ayy, ayy) Bad bitch, I'm a hype man Cause I like bitches on my dick and I like price tags I couldn't care 'bout a lame unless they 'bout my bag And I ain't hitting the phonebook, bitch I won't write back (Ayy, ayy, ayy) [Verse 2] Ooh, you bitches sure do talk a lot And no, I never heard of you, so don't come to the spot Like yeah I'm taking all of that, lil bitch, how could I not? They stay creepin' on my Instagram, like, "What's he gonna drop?" Okay like, oh my God, I feel like I'm the man Like don't get mad, I bet that your bitch stan The way I break a bitch back, she needed a CAT scan Wonder why they so scared, I'm makin 'em tap dance Ooh, ayy, okay, I bet they fuckin' with me I never spoke to her, now she wan' suck up on my willy Lil bitch don't be gettin' lippy, tryna get a little drippy And they can call me Drake, how I'm just tryna get a Milli I'm talkin 'bout cash... Uh, Drake's a pedophile [Hook] Bad bitch, I'm a hype man Cause I like bitches on my dick and I like price tags I couldn't care 'bout a lame unless they 'bout my bag And I ain't hitting the phonebook, bitch I won't write back (Ayy, ayy, ayy) Bad bitch, I'm a hype man Cause I like bitches on my dick and I like price tags I couldn't care 'bout a lame unless they 'bout my bag And I ain't hitting the phonebook, bitch I won't write back (Ayy, ayy, ayy)