Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ricky Bascom
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Richard James Bascom II
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ricky Bascom
Producer
Lyrics
My bitch real skinny, she don't got no curves
And her ass real flat, just like the Earth (Hey)
We didn't fall in love, we fell in hate (Hey)
She know I like my protein same as my body weight (Bitch)
Fuck what they say, bitch, I love a whore (Hey)
All I got was some lyrics and I want some more
We laid up, she tellin' secrets, she don't gotta prove it (Ha)
We call her uncle Nike, 'cause he told her, "Just do it" ('Kay)
She stay in the kitchen (Ha), I stay in my bag (Bitch)
Me and my bitch, we got that 1950s swag ('Kay)
Fuck equality, bitch, we know that shit a myth
I'm beatin' on my bitch but she said it felt like a kiss
Baow, baow (Bah-bah-bah, bah-bah-bah)
Baow (Hey), baow (Bah-bah-bah, bah-bah-bah)
Baow, baow (Bah-bah-bah, bah-bah-bah-baow)
Baow, baow (Bah-bah-bah, baow-baow-baow)
(Raylor Swift)
Bitch, don't ask where I'm goin', bitch, I'm runnin' errands
Bitch, I'm too controllin', no, you can't go see yo' parents
Stop askin' questions, ain't no negotiation (Bitch)
Bitch, watch a documentary 'bout the Freemasons
(Bitch, sit down and shut the fuck up
Don't move a fuckin' muscle, bitch
Do not move unless Raylor tells you
Shut the fuck up, nobody cares)
She's always in the bathroom, I don't give a shit
How you got an eating disorder, but you still eat dick?
She stay in the kitchen, I stay in my bag
Me and my bitch, we got that 1950s swag
Fuck equality, bitch, we know that shit a myth
I'm beatin' on my bitch but she said it felt like a kiss
Written by: Richard James Bascom II

