[Intro]
(Ayy, who made it? Milan made it, bitch)
(Ayo, A, it’s the beat for me)
[Chorus: Connie Diiamond]
Wanna fuck with a baddie, the baddest
But I’m sorry, lil’ baby, I live in the Bronx, all my bitches is ghetto and ratchet
Man, this shit’ll get lit, where the matches?
Don’t be wantin’ no smoke, tell ’em pass it
Shots, shots, shots if it’s static
Watch, watch, watch like a Patek
Pop, pop, pop, automatics
[Verse 1: Connie Diiamond]
When I’m pattin’ my side, I ain’t shakin’ my hip
I’m just makin’ sure I got the blick
Up it in traffic, shit got a kick
You dip, he dip, she dip, we dip
Stuntin’ on niggas that ain’t in my bracket
If you want the cookie, gotta tax it
All of my exes wish I was average
Snap back pussy, got ’em like elastic
Now let’s get it, how we move
I’m in tune with the trappers and goons
Bitches was sleep, I was hittin’ the snooze
Yellow tape, I put a bitch on the news
Like, I be linin’ these niggas, they food
You fall in love, you be sendin’ him nudes
After I fuck him, I give him the boot
I be hidin’ and duckin’, he think I’m his boo
[Chorus: Connie Diiamond]
Wanna fuck with a baddie, the baddest
But I’m sorry, lil’ baby, I live in the Bronx, all my bitches is ghetto and ratchet
Man, this shit’ll get lit, where the matches?
Don’t be wantin’ no smoke, tell ’em pass it
Shots, shots, shots if it’s static
Watch, watch, watch like a Patek
Pop, pop, pop, automatics
Wanna fuck with a baddie, the baddest
But I’m sorry, lil’ baby, I live in the Bronx, all my bitches is ghetto and ratchet
Man, this shit’ll get lit, where the matches?
Don’t be wantin’ no smoke, tell ’em pass it
Shots, shots, shots if it’s static
Watch, watch, watch like a Patek
Pop, pop, pop, automatics
[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
Hood niggas and drug dealas
And gang membas with tattoos
And a big blick and a big dick
And he eat pussy like a vacuum
Fuck a drill rappa, he be killin’ shit
Fuck a scammin’ nigga, he be stealin’ shit
I meant to let him hit, then we fell asleep
And when I woke up, he was still in it
Yeah, it’s Remy, it’s litty
Just got some brand-new titties
My ass so soft and I’m real life pretty
And you love how I talk, so New York City
Got a problem, bitch, say so’in
Fuck wantin’ ya nigga, I take him
Yeah, my voice deep ’cause my throat deep
And he want me and Kanye in a t’reesome
Big Bronx
[Outro: Connie Diiamond]
When I’m pattin’ my side, I ain’t shakin’ my hip
I’m just makin’ sure I got the blick
Up it in traffic, shit got a kick
You dip, he dip, she dip, we dip
When I’m pattin’ my side, I ain’t shakin’ my hip
I’m just makin’ sure I got the blick
Up it in traffic, shit got a kick
You dip, he dip, she dip, we dip
Shots, shots, shots
Watch, watch, watch
Pop, pop, pop
Shots, shots, shots
Watch, watch, watch
Pop, pop, pop
(Connie, you’re serious, right?)
