Tori Vega

Hey, Zuko

(Bad bitch)
Bad bitch fuck my psyche up
Bad bitch, she a psycho
I feel like Tony Montana
She sing my song with her hands up
She sound just like Tori Vega

Turn the lights off in my crib
Turn the lights off in my household
I swear that I love my bitch
She be the queen in my castle
Walk in the function and gas up
We got it lit like a candle, huh
We Mike and Sully, you Randall
I made a song she a fan of, yeah

(Bad bitch, uh)
Bad bitch fuck my psyche up
Bad bitch, she a psycho
I feel like Tony Montana
She sing my song with her hands up
She sound just like Tori Vega
Just like a book I'ma read her
Chapter eight, Anita Baker

(Bad bitch)
Bad bitch, she go cray like, woah
And your bands light, ooh
And it's me you can't beat cause vio so cool
And my pockets so fat, they float in the pool
And you know I'm so smooth like a damn sand dune
Got your bitch on the beach eating shrimp rangoon
Looking for a handout, that's a no can do

(Bad bitch)
Bad bitch fuck my psyche up
Bad bitch, she a psycho
I feel like Tony Montana
We light it up like a lantern
We throwing shade like cabanas, huh
Singing my song with her hands up, huh
She sound just like Tori Vega
(Bad bitch)

Bad bitch, huh
Nananana