Bhad Bhabie – These Heaux

Yeah, my pocket so swollen
I’m riding solo don’t need no one but me
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, my pocket so swollen
Yeah, my pocket so swollen
[Chorus]
Don’t compare me to no one (don’t do it)
Got me fed up, you hoes too fake (yeah)
Four in my car, and my driver my guard
Mondo Fresh
[Outro]

Look
They mattresses be on the floor (haha)
[Chorus]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Don’t compare me to no one (don’t do it)
[Verse 1]
Money green like Ceelo (yup)
Water, water drippin’, come take a peak
Money green like Ceelo (yup)
These hoes be fake ballin’
These hoes, these hoes, shame on these hoes (fakin bitch)
I’m in the Maybach, I heard you got repoed
Money green like Ceelo
Yeah, my pocket so swollen
Red cup? No it ain’t Kool-aid
[Verse 2]
Don’t compare me to no one (don’t do it)
Man, I ain’t nothing like these hoes (no)
They talk all this shit, but don’t say it in person
Yeah, my pocket so swollen
These hoes, they wake up, they broke (eww)
I ain’t nothin’ like these hoes (no)

Tax money that she won’t last (bye)
Don’t compare me to no one (don’t do it)

Fake ass jewelry, got a neck rash (eww)
Look these hoes be fake flossin’
I ain’t nothin’ like these hoes (no)
These hoes be lackin’, see me in the back
Man, I ain’t nothing like these hoes (no)
Money green like Ceelo
I ain’t nothin’ like these hoes (no)
Hair done, diamonds on, need a pea coat (bitch)
These hoes be dick riding, think they gone come up cause they let you fuck (you a hoe)
These hoes, they wake up they nasty
They runnin’ they mouth, they so petty (petty)
Don’t compare me to no one (don’t do it)

These hoes, they wake up, they beggin’
Run up a check, yeah we runnin’ the streets
These hoes, they feed off attention (yup)
Next minute on the Gram with a new bae (wow)
On the Gram, they be fake flexin’ (why you lyin’)
These hoes be full of drama, they always with the extra
Don’t compare me to no one (don’t do it)
[Chorus]

You in trailer hoe, bitch you can’t compete
Heard the feds listening, gotta speak low
Zero time, that’s what I give ’em

Money green like Ceelo
Money green like Ceelo (yup)
Man, I ain’t nothing like these hoes (no)
Won’t catch me off guard on no boulevard
One minute he your man, he your ride or die (haha)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, my pocket so swollen