Lyrics Washed Up - Bbae

Break a nigga for his chain, Na the shit ain't new
Call me crazy and deranged cause I trip times two
And if a nigga try to play, I beat his whip up too
Oh the bitch said my name pull her wig back blue
You bitches really soft, ain't built like that
Get yo whole click tossed and yo wig pulled back
I ain't never took a loss that I can't bounce back
I ain't never took a loss that I can't bounce back
Stop fucking on these snitches, letting Broke niggas hit it
You fucked em for the love and now Yo baby daddy missing
I can never see myself letting Broke niggas in it
I need a couple racks just to think about some feelings
He said I'm playing games and i told him that I'm chilling
Don't question what I do if you ain't really into spending
His baby mama hating cuz a young bitch winning
Send a cashapp if you Into baby sitting
Washed Out, Washed Up You A Hand-Me Down Bitch
Ain't No Real Competition, I'm The Candy Man Sis
Baby Glock In My Bag, It Come In Handy Now Bitch
You With My Old Freak, Looking Manly In The Pic

Washed Out, Washed Up You A Hand-Me Down Bitch
Ain't No Real Competition, I'm The Candy Man Sis
Baby Glock In My Bag, It Come In Handy Now Bitch
You With My Old Freak, Looking Manly In The Pic
And free Viesha For The bitches in the back
My cousin running scores leaving bitches where they at
Now my cuzzy is locked up, they don't know how to act
They be putting on a show for the niggas in the back
Yeah that's cute for a minute till my bitch bounce back
Now a round of applause and I hope you clap back
And I ah let a round off for all my bitches no cap
But I still lay these hands and I hope you fight back
When These Bitches Link Up, I'm The Main Topic
She Chop Me To Her Friends I Got The Bitch Feeling Bothered
She Sold Her Whole Life & She Still At Them Bottom
That Pussy Ain't Hitting You Gon Need Another Item
I'm Sweet, But I'm Killing Bitches Off
I Took Her Baby Daddy, Yeah He Like The Way I Floss
Ty-TyCoon Yeah Bitch Ima Boss
Fuck What It Cost, Yeah Im Dipped Down In Sauce

Washed Out, Washed Up You A Hand-Me Down Bitch
Ain't No Real Competition, I'm The Candy Man Sis
Baby Glock In My Bag, It Come In Handy Now Bitch
You With My Old Freak, Looking Manly In The Pic

Washed Out, Washed Up You A Hand-Me Down Bitch
Ain't No Real Competition, I'm The Candy Man Sis
Baby Glock In My Bag, It Come In Handy Now Bitch
You With My Old Freak, Looking Manly In The Pic