"OG CRASHOUT" lyrics
[BenzShiesty:]
'Cause that's Bhad Bhabie
Bhad Bhabie's going to do what Bhad Bhabie's gonna fucking do (Ayo, X9)
And there's nothing you can do about it
She's gonna fucking win, win, win, win, win
The fuck you talkin' about?
[Bhad Bhabie:]
I don't know who gassed these bitches up, but somethin' needa be said (Somethin' needa be said)
How this bitch think she ate? She just another bitch that I fed
Why you all in that man face, and my pussy's still on his breath? (On his breath)
I heard there's money on Ve's head, but ain't nobody 'round here dead
Bitch, keep talkin' like you hot, I'll have 'em layin' at yo' spot (Layin' at yo' spot)
OG crash out with the drum, I blink, one-eighty-two shots
You the cry baby, you callin' Ye 'bout the last diss that I dropped (Cry baby)
You keep runnin' back to your Daddy, I don't know when I last seen my pops (No)
I just killed you on my third diss and my last one still hot (Still hot)
All them whips you seen in my last video, ain't none of them shit props (Nope)
Bitch, you scared, you postin' up Big Mama like she with you, bitch, you weird
Miss Piggy used to be fat before the Ozempic
You's a bop, bop, bop, tryna use me for my name (Use me for my name)
If I crash out, mama crash out too, we got the same DNA
You worry 'bout Bhabie killin' this, baby, when that baby killin' 'em babies
Guess you really ain't Daddy baby, I'ma show you how to be a lady
(Fuck this bitch)
Bitch, I ain't trippin' if your foot out
Surround yourself with Blacks but still ain't 'vited to the cookout, cracker bitch (Bitch)
I ain't backin' down from shit, I feel like Curtis Jackson (Feel like Curtis Jackson)
I gave her belt to ass, and the whole world went, "This would happen"
How you born rich and you actin' ratchet? You movin' backwards
How you got Atlanta accent? You foolin' me, you from Calabasas
I'ma make sure this the last song you gon' make about me (Bitch)
Face to face, you can't do that with no makeup (No)
AP buss all the way down, your time on Jacob (Jacob)
Every time you get a friend, you fuck they man, that's why they break up (Bitch)
I think this ass fat just like Ari', who gon' say sum? (Who?)
You goin' hard to get a plaque, but still can't make one (Nope)
When you see me, you gon' whoop me, bitch, where? (Haha)
Who the hell said that 'Bama do it better, bitch, where?
Lyin' 'bout me, must be somethin' in your teeth, bitch, where? (Bitch, where?)
I know that you a 304, not me, bitch, where? (Bitch, where?)
I swear to God, this ho delusional, you know that bitch weird (Weird bitch)
I done made a couple M's off OnlyFans, right here
Ask Camilla, she'll tell you that this stupid bitch weird (Weird bitch)
Why this bitch keep my name in her mouth? Bitch, weird
You weird-ass bitch
'Cause that's Bhad Bhabie
Bhad Bhabie's going to do what Bhad Bhabie's gonna fucking do (Ayo, X9)
And there's nothing you can do about it
She's gonna fucking win, win, win, win, win
The fuck you talkin' about?
[Bhad Bhabie:]
I don't know who gassed these bitches up, but somethin' needa be said (Somethin' needa be said)
How this bitch think she ate? She just another bitch that I fed
Why you all in that man face, and my pussy's still on his breath? (On his breath)
I heard there's money on Ve's head, but ain't nobody 'round here dead
Bitch, keep talkin' like you hot, I'll have 'em layin' at yo' spot (Layin' at yo' spot)
OG crash out with the drum, I blink, one-eighty-two shots
You the cry baby, you callin' Ye 'bout the last diss that I dropped (Cry baby)
You keep runnin' back to your Daddy, I don't know when I last seen my pops (No)
I just killed you on my third diss and my last one still hot (Still hot)
All them whips you seen in my last video, ain't none of them shit props (Nope)
Bitch, you scared, you postin' up Big Mama like she with you, bitch, you weird
Miss Piggy used to be fat before the Ozempic
You's a bop, bop, bop, tryna use me for my name (Use me for my name)
If I crash out, mama crash out too, we got the same DNA
You worry 'bout Bhabie killin' this, baby, when that baby killin' 'em babies
Guess you really ain't Daddy baby, I'ma show you how to be a lady
(Fuck this bitch)
Bitch, I ain't trippin' if your foot out
Surround yourself with Blacks but still ain't 'vited to the cookout, cracker bitch (Bitch)
I ain't backin' down from shit, I feel like Curtis Jackson (Feel like Curtis Jackson)
I gave her belt to ass, and the whole world went, "This would happen"
How you born rich and you actin' ratchet? You movin' backwards
How you got Atlanta accent? You foolin' me, you from Calabasas
I'ma make sure this the last song you gon' make about me (Bitch)
Face to face, you can't do that with no makeup (No)
AP buss all the way down, your time on Jacob (Jacob)
Every time you get a friend, you fuck they man, that's why they break up (Bitch)
I think this ass fat just like Ari', who gon' say sum? (Who?)
You goin' hard to get a plaque, but still can't make one (Nope)
When you see me, you gon' whoop me, bitch, where? (Haha)
Who the hell said that 'Bama do it better, bitch, where?
Lyin' 'bout me, must be somethin' in your teeth, bitch, where? (Bitch, where?)
I know that you a 304, not me, bitch, where? (Bitch, where?)
I swear to God, this ho delusional, you know that bitch weird (Weird bitch)
I done made a couple M's off OnlyFans, right here
Ask Camilla, she'll tell you that this stupid bitch weird (Weird bitch)
Why this bitch keep my name in her mouth? Bitch, weird
You weird-ass bitch
Writer(s): Danielle Bregoli, Ricky Ferrell, Ayush Giri
