[Intro: Dos]

(Ill instrumental)

Two bad bitches in the motherfuckin back

Two (Two) hundred thousand and that Louis V bag

(Two bad bitches in the motherfuckin back

Two (Two) hundred thousand and that Louis V bag)

Two bad bitches in the motherfuckin back

Two (Two) hundred thousand and that Louis V bag

(Two bad bitches in the motherfuckin back

Two (Two) hundred thousand and that Louis V bag)

[Verse 1: Dos]

Two bad bitches with a flip right now

Two bad bitches with a whip right now

Two bad bitches with their tits right out

Oh lord, oh lord

Please come and save me, please come and save me

Molly for the raven

We ain't seeing up to the future

But I'm fucking in the uber, oh lord

We might fuckin' crash, oh no

Who the fuck knows?

Coke up on her nose, coke up on her nose

I might have to put my dick up in that, oh, oh

(Get it right back)

Put in Prada, it ain't nada, get it poppin'

Call me 'Papa' or somethin'

Dont you motherfuckin' call me

When I'm gettin' this money

Redbone, big [?]

Hold up, wait a minute

Trippin' LSD, oh

[Chorus: Dos]

Two bad bitches in the motherfuckin back

Two (Two) hundred thousand and that Louis V bag

(Two bad bitches in the motherfuckin back

Two (Two) hundred thousand and that Louis V bag)

[Verse 2: Dominic Fike]

Ay, I told them "Give me two somethin', make another two off 'em"

I feel like Jada P, I sip on [?] (yuh)

2k In that Louis V suitcase

Shoot-faced if a n*gga get stupid

I bring the, bring the, banger

Lex and luther [?]

This my business place, I never use it

This my turn to say some shit you hate

This my burn up blazing in yo' face

This my turn up, ain't shit you can say

Give my word, I bring it through the day

Plan to turn the priv- turning private school girls to pirates

Earning profit, doing shit that I wanted

Turn the profit (yuh)

Like Aphrodite, skin tight, black bikini

[?] by the poolside, n*gga

Do that bitch a secret service, like I [?]

Boy you fuck 'round with my brother

Blow yo' [?]

[Chorus: Dos}

Two bad bitches in the motherfuckin back

Two (Two) hundred thousand and that Louis V bag

(Two bad bitches in the motherfuckin back

Two (Two) hundred thousand and that Louis V bag)

[Verse 3: Dos]

D-D-Dollar, get your hype man (yes)

It's the hype man (yes)

I might have to roll my weed, pop a couple xans

Pop a couple xans

Pop the champagne

Make yo' bitch dance, on that fuckin' pole

She drop it so low, oh no, where we goin, sippin, oh

I might have to fuckin' go

N*gga [?]

Put my dragon balls up on yo' bitches palm (oh, yuh)

She love the fuckin' future now (yuh)

Smokin' on this what?

I'm smokin' on this wood