[Verse 1]
Watch out, lil' bitch, all on my dick
Can't fuck with hoes who be all in the mix
Don't get too close, you touchin' my drip
I been that nigga since I was like six
If your lil' boyfriend see you tryna bag me
I bet you a hunnid that he gon' be pissed
When I shoot my shot, I know I won't miss
But you ain't my type, so you gotta dip
I need a girl who eat pussy
Swallow my cum and don't spit
I need a girl with a whip
I need a girl with her own crib and a bag
She not gon' call me for shit
I need a ten piece, that means she a dime
But I like 'em rude
She not gon' fuck on a dude
If she had to choose
She'd leave them niggas on snooze

[Chorus]
Two bad bitches (What else?)
Include a cup of liquor, (What elsе?)
Some fronto for the twistin' (What elsе?)
Can I get some more liquor? (What else?)
Two bad bitches (What else?)
Include a cup of liquor, (What else?)
Some fronto for the twistin' (What else?)
Can I get a lil' room? (What else?)

[Verse 2]
I need a girl who like girls for real
None of that fake shit
If I let you taste it, you better not waste it
Sit on my face, bitch, and don't even say shit
You know I'm impatient
Just send a nigga your location
I'll pull up in somethin' that spacious
I need a savage, she look like Kehlani, a bad bitch
Nothing about her is average
She only like titties and asses
I like her lips, both of them
Gimme a kiss, open up
You see her wrist frozen up
I'm tryna hit, you know wassup

[Chorus]
Uh, two bad bitches (What else?)
Include a cup of liquor, (What else?)
Some fronto for the twistin' (What else?)
Can I get some more liquor? (What else?)
Two bad bitches (What else?)
Include a cup of liquor, (What else?)
Some fronto for the twistin' (What else?)
Can I get a lil' room?

[Verse 3]
You the type bitch get me gone
You the type bitch get me stupid
Usually, I don't get lost, but
Can you show me where the hooch is?
I'm out in Cali not Uchis with Siya
I sign ya lil' titty, I just run your price up
Yeah, Siya I said I'm with Siya like Nora
Say bye to your whole damn top five
I got brain on the speakers, she's blowing my mind
She got slob on my sneakers, I barely survive
I'm in the back thinkin', damn, this is really my life
This is really my life, this is really my— (What else?)

[Pre-Chorus]
Two bad bitches (What else?)
Include a cup of liquor, (What else?)
Some fronto for the twistin' (What else?)
Said you should let me hit, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Two bad bitches (What else?)
Include a cup of liquor, (What else?)
Some fronto for the twistin' (What else?)
Can I get some more liquor? (What else?)
Two bad bitches (What else?)
Include a cup of liquor, (What else?)
Some fronto for the twistin' (What else?)
Can I get a lil' room? (What else?)

[Outro]
I been in fight-or-flight mode since I was a child
And now I'm at an age and I'm at a space in my life where I don't have to do that no more
And it's so—, and before therapy and before I turned my life around, that made me very afraid
Is this happiness really real this time?