🎵 GGBB // by Phil Adé

7 Contributors GGBB Lyrics [Intro] The beginning [Verse 1] You let her go and she might never come back You try to call her after two, but you know better than that She wake up, text you in the mornin', "Nigga, this ain't that" Your life a movie, but you won't do me with this same act Nah, she ain't these bitches with they soul up for sale They got here to show us somethin', she can show to herself She just re-up'd on the lease and copped the Rover herself Still in Donatella, Versace, and Coco Chanel You a good girl, but still a bad bitch, I ain't mad at you Worked hard, earned the right to have an attitude Workin' on your Masters, puttin' hours if it pays Still keep your nails did, how many hours in your day? I'm just tryna keep up, shit when you tryna meet up? 'Cause you the type, I let my mama see my mamacita Promise long as you the truth, I keep the honesty up In your feelings while she in Tulum with her feet up [Chorus] She a good girl, but still a bad bitch Fuck a nigga free, she ain't got no time to play Call her anything but average, yeah Get it for her, she gon' get it either way She a good girl, but still a bad bitch, uh Write a check, probably check a bitch too I don't know how you can manage I don't care about nobody else but you [Post-Chorus] I like the way you do your hair And I like them expensive shoes you wear It's just the little things you do That let me know you really don't care 'Bout a nigga or a bitch tryna ruin your day [Verse 2] Post somethin' in your DM, they be shootin' away Ex nigga on your line, know he made a mistake He know you'd rather love him and leave him than hate him and stay Got a nigga out Phoenix, said he play for the Suns Any time you come and see him, he'll pay for the fun Got a nigga in New York, said he play for the Jets He'll pay your rent now, he'll pay for the next, but You let 'em know they can't buy you 'Cause ain't no girl ahead of you and ain't no bitch by you Niggas in your business who you don't even reply to I know why they care, but I don't know why they try you, uh You a threat, you the only one I'm wantin' Girl, you set and you don't owe nobody nothin' In your bag, ain't worried 'bout what she said Eight hunnid score, fuck a nigga street cred [Chorus] She a good girl, but still a bad bitch, yeah Fuck a nigga free, she ain't got no time to play Call her anything but average, yeah Get it for her, she gon' get it either way She a good girl, but still a bad bitch, uh Write a check, probably check a bitch too I don't know how you can manage I don't care about nobody else but you [Post-Chorus] I like the way you do your hair And I like them expensive shoes you wear It's just the little things you do That let me know you really don't care 'Bout a nigga or a bitch [Verse 3] Ain't trippin' 'til a nigga lay a finger on your shit Lookin' like an actress or a singer on your pics Baby, you give him Beyoncé If money talks, baby, you say what you wanna Standin' on the couch, fuckin' 'em up Got these niggas lookin' like, "You shorty, fuckin' or what?" She got work in the mornin', she got somethin' to prove Ask her what she doin' after, not fuckin' with you, mmm YSL clutch full of provolone You deserve your own fashion overcoat Know you like it when you on top 'Bout your business, but can make that pussy pop I wonder if your daddy know you dance like a stripper Friends holdin' on your skirt while you holdin' all your liquor You a bad motherfucker if there was one If you don't bring a friend, we could make a plus one [Outro] You a good girl, but you a bad motherfucker, uh Bad, bad motherfucker You a good girl, but you a bad motherfucker, yeah Bad motherfucker Make it drop The beginning