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Badder (Bonus)
by Big Dojo
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Smoking on opps now that boy is a ghost
If you a opp then it's murder she wrote
Fly to my city I'll show you the ropes
Came out the mud so I'm making a toast
Rolling up Za its Jamaican we smoke
Shoot at the opps and we making them float
Roll up dead opps but this shit not a joke
I got a cramp when I count up the backend
VVS on me these diamonds attacking
I want that bitch if she bringing the racks in
If you don't call and just texting we taxing
Flexing the nine but I'm all about action
I made her mine cuz she digging my fashion
Getting the top when I drive its relaxing
I'm not at the grocery but I just bagged her
I'm never tripping on her because I had her
The new bitch that's blowing my phone up is badder
Smoking dead opps I hope I don't get cancer
Head tap figi now that boy is casper
Taking his hoe and I made her a dancer
Popping these questions but I don't got answers
She do it so sloppy so where is your manners
You knew what to do when I pull out the camera
Record it cuz we wanna study it later
Rocking all black and I feel like a Raider
I like that girl cuz she all about her paper
Your bitch is not bad enough why would I date her
Popping a molly like she was a raver
All in my crib and she seeing my neighbors
I hit it once but you know I can't save her
You know how we do it we doing it major
You know I'm pursuing like all of this paper
All of this drip just like I was a sailor
Flipping these tricks I think I was a skater
Jumping your hoe like I'm hitting an ollie
I saw your bitch and she doing a molly
Smoking on woods I'm not talking about Holly
Smoking on opps and this shit is a hobby
That shit a hobby I feel on her body while we're in the lobby
All of this ice on they trying to rob me
Busting his head like I'm dropping some pottery
If she with me then she just hit the lottery
I cannot trust her I won't give her all of me
Making these schemes while I'm smoking the broccoli
I bought the V8 so I can go faster
Flexing my whip so I'm driving right past her
She followed me and I didn't even ask her
Smoking too much and they seeing the pattern
I get the money so why does it matter
Leveling up like I'm climbing a ladder
Talking that shit but I bet you won't add her
Not even tripping my pockets are fatter
I'm never tripping on her cuz I had her
The new bitch that's blowing my phone up is badder
Smoking dead opps I hope I don't get cancer
Head tap figi now that boy is casper
Taking his hoe and I made her a dancer
Popping these questions but I don't got answers
She do it so sloppy so where is your manners
You knew what to do when I pull out the camera
Smoking on opps now that boy is a ghost
If you a opp then it's murder she wrote
Fly to my city I'll show you the ropes
Came out the mud so I'm making a toast
Rolling up Za its Jamaican we smoke
Shoot at the opps and we making them float
Roll up dead opps but this shit not a joke
I got a cramp when I count up the backend
VVS on me these diamonds attacking
I want that bitch if she bringing the racks in
If you don't call and just texting we taxing
Flexing the nine but I'm all about action
I made her mine cuz she digging my fashion
Getting the top when I drive its relaxing
I'm not at the grocery but I just bagged her
I'm never tripping on her because I had her
The new bitch that's blowing my phone up is badder
Smoking dead opps I hope I don't get cancer
Head tap figi now that boy is casper
Taking his hoe and I made her a dancer
Popping these questions but I don't got answers
She do it so sloppy so where is your manners
You knew what to do when I pull out the camera
Record it cuz we wanna study it later
Rocking all black and I feel like a Raider
I like that girl cuz she all about her paper
Your bitch is not bad enough why would I date her
Popping a molly like she was a raver
All in my crib and she seeing my neighbors
I hit it once but you know I can't save her
You know how we do it we doing it major
You know I'm pursuing like all of this paper
All of this drip just like I was a sailor
Flipping these tricks I think I was a skater
Jumping your hoe like I'm hitting an ollie
I saw your bitch and she doing a molly
Smoking on woods I'm not talking about Holly
Smoking on opps and this shit is a hobby
That shit a hobby I feel on her body while we're in the lobby
All of this ice on they trying to rob me
Busting his head like I'm dropping some pottery
If she with me then she just hit the lottery
I cannot trust her I won't give her all of me
Making these schemes while I'm smoking the broccoli
I bought the V8 so I can go faster
Flexing my whip so I'm driving right past her
She followed me and I didn't even ask her
Smoking too much and they seeing the pattern
I get the money so why does it matter
Leveling up like I'm climbing a ladder
Talking that shit but I bet you won't add her
Not even tripping my pockets are fatter
I'm never tripping on her cuz I had her
The new bitch that's blowing my phone up is badder
Smoking dead opps I hope I don't get cancer
Head tap figi now that boy is casper
Taking his hoe and I made her a dancer
Popping these questions but I don't got answers
She do it so sloppy so where is your manners
You knew what to do when I pull out the camera