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don't even match - rocky badd lyrics

[intro]
haha, yeah
rocky badd (yeah)
b*tch
haha
yeah

[verse]
i be runnin’ to that bag, n*gga, i’m badd, n*gga
can’t be f*ckin’ anybody ‘less i know he that n*gga
i got tats all on my ass, n*gga, but this bag bigger
if she friends with any opps, then she gettin’ dragged with her
i ain’t ran from no ho or any b*tch she had with her
give a f*ck about an l, ’cause they gettin’ tagged with her
put ’em in a bag with her just for bein’ mad with her
i know we ain’t the same ’cause she had her dad with her
i was raised in the slums, give a f*ck where b*tches from
money don’t make you realer, you could still be a bum
where chillin’ on the block can get you k!lled ’cause where you from
you ain’t gotta have a lot, but you should still keep a gun
a rollie is a trophy ‘less it tick*tock
and you better watch your homie case he flip*flop
independence, pair of buffs make any b*tch stop
and servin’ the wrong one can make your sh*t hot
i don’t think they feel me, but it’s cool, i know a couple
if you with me back in school, then b*tch, you know i struggled
i be movin’ how i move ’cause all i know is trouble
even when i’m in my mood, i get up and hustle
i ain’t never had the easy route
i make b*tches wanna rap, so ain’t no leave me out
b*tches still ain’t get a deal, but they believe me now
put so many on the ‘gram, but they don’t see it now
that’s what they leavin’ out
now i ride with
big guns, big drums when i slide by
we jump out the whip, that sh*t is p*ssy doin’ drive*bys
never been a ho and can’t no n*gga be my side guy
i am not a friendly b*tch, i dm back the side*eye
b*tch be d*ck suckin’, how she still can’t get her nails done?
i don’t gotta ask my n*gga twice, ’cause what i say, it’s done
free that n*gga tweezy, ’cause right now he on that fed run
any b*tch that thinkin’ it ain’t up, then she a dead one
got her ass done, yet she couldn’t get her legs done
beat on hoes until her head run, come and redrum
i thought a b*tch said, hmm, nah, b*tch ain’t said nothin’
i can make a n*gga stop whatever ’cause i said, “come”
all my n*ggas thuggin’, but ain’t gotta speak on that
if it’s on the floor, then i’ma sweep it, ain’t no sleep on that
if you get this p*ssy, don’t be gentle, you can beat on that
how these b*tches got the big head when my feet on that?
i do what i want and put on sh*t i know don’t even match
b*tches say they did they own wig, sh*t ain’t even flat
how the f*ck is b*tches on my head and they can’t even scr*p?
how can b*tches tell you what i said if we ain’t never met?
b*tches in they feelings, but these n*ggas actin’ too attached
if i ain’t get them b*tches back, just chill, ’cause i ain’t through with that
i can get my hands on any opps and beat ’em blue and black
any b*tches think it’s frontline, rocky move ’em back
tell a b*tch bye, nah, b*tch, die
y’all be quick to let a b*tch slide, nah, b*tch, die
i be quick to make a b*tch hide, nah, b*tch, slide
real b*tches love to pick sides when you pick time
i ain’t worried about no b*tch, i’m never worried about no ho
i ain’t worried about n0body that can’t come to where i go
i ain’t worried about no money, i be up when b*tches low
i ain’t worried about this rollie, any time, i be on go, bah
[outro]
i do what i want and put on sh*t i know don’t even match
i do what i want and put on sh*t i know don’t even match
grrah
grrah

- rocky badd lyrics

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