OG CRASHOUT

‘Cause that’s Bhad Bhabie, Bhad Bhabie’s
going to do what Bhad B
Gonna fucking do (Ayo, X9), and there’s
nothing you can do about it
She’s gonna fucking win, win, win, win, win
The fuck you talkin’ about?
I don’t know who gassed these bitches up,but
somethin’ needa be said (Somethin’ needa be said)
How ‘dis bitch think she ate? She just another
bitch that I fed, Why you all in that man face
My pussy’s still on his breath (On his breath)
I heard there’s money on Ve’s head
But ain’t nobody ’round here dead
Bitch, keep talkin’ like you hot, I’ll have ’em
layin’ at yo’ spot (Layin’ at yo’ spot)
OG crash out with the drum,
I blink one-eighty-two shots, you the cry baby
you callin’ Ye ’bout the last diss that I droppеd
(Cry baby) you keep runnin’ back to your daddy
I don’t know when I last seen my pops (No)
I just killed you on my third diss and my
last one still hot (Still hot)
All ‘еm whips you seen in my last video,
ain’t none of them shit props (Nope)
Bitch, you scared, you postin’ up
Big Mama like she with you, bitch, you weird
Miss Piggy used to be fat before the Ozempic
You’s a bop, bop, bop, tryna use me for my name
If I crash out, mama crash out too, we got the same
DNA You worry ’bout Bhabie killin’ this baby
when that baby killin’ ’em babies
Guess you really ain’t Daddy, baby
I’ma show you how to be a lady
Fuck this big bitch, I ain’t trippin’, get your foot out
Surround yourself with Blacks but
still invited to the cookout, cracker bitch (Bitch)
I ain’t backin’ down from shit, I feel like
Curtis Jackson (Feel like Curtis Jackson)
I gave the a belt the ass, and the whole world
when this would happen
How you got Atlanta accent?
You foolin’ me, you from Calabasas
I’ma make sure this the last song you
gon’ make about me (Bitch)
You can’t do that with no makeup (No)
AP buss all the way down
Your time on Jacob
(Jacob) every time you get a friend, you fucked
they man, that’s why they break up (Bitch)
I think this ass fat just like Ari’, who gon’ say so?
(Who?) You goin’ hard to get a plaque, but still
can’t make one (Nope)
When you see me, you gon’ whoop me
bitch, where? (Haha) who the hell said that
‘Bama do it better, bitch, where?
Lyin’ ’bout me, must be somethin’
in your teeth, bitch, where?
(Bitch, where?) I know that you a 304
not me, bitch, where?
I swear to God, this ho delusional
you know that bitch weird
(Weird bitch)
I done made a couple M’s off OnlyFans, right here
Ask Camilla, she’d tell you this stupid bitch weird
(Weird bitch)
Why this bitch keep my name in her mouth?
Bitch, weird, you weird-ass bitch