BADSIDE

Cardo still trapping off an iPad

Screen dead broke we can see, though

Why you still checking on my bag?

Keep ya eyes on ya own c-notes

Old hoes biting on my swag

Still nobody out where they be, though

Say you been moving them bricks

Still claim you to shit like, yeah ****, we know

Fuck with me

Fuck with me

Fuck with me

Fuck with me

How I got grown women

They feeling mini-me's?

Hoe, I got my homegirls

They turned into friendemies

Don't fuck with my BADSIDE

Don't fuck on my energy

They can't buy no opinions

Can't get sex with that jelousy

Bitch, I feel like Brady

Been fighting the odds 'cause they hate me

Someone tell'em that I won

Someone tell'em I'm the one

Someone tell'em they should thank me

Aye, Gucci down, Gucci down

Only time I'm feeling snakey

Aye, wipe me down, wipe me down

Bitch, I'm wavy like the navy

Say she don't go both ways, but a bitch'll go gay for Rihanna

Yellow diamonds all on my arm, got me feeling like Grey Poupon

In the Wraith in my yard, the only place I see stars

On the run from the law

The only way I'm at large

Cardo still trapping off an iPad

Screen dead broke, we could see though

Why you still checkin' on my bag?

Keep ya eyes on ya own C-Notes

Old hoes biting on my swag

Still nobody I'd rather be though

Say you been moving them bricks

Still claiming you the shit like, yeah ****, we know

Fuck with me

Fuck with me

Fuck with me

Fuck with me

Boy you ain't no goal for me

You not in my pedigree

So I cannot fuck with ya

We ain't got the chemistry

'Cause you just a broke boy

I laugh in the bank like a parody

How you look fake as yo diamonds?

I can see just by the clarity

I'd rather be rich than famous

Till they knowing what my name is

Christian, Chanel is my fragrance

Blowing money, could you blame us?

Still ain't never ever change up

Never ever let my reign up

Six rings on my fingers

Running LA like a Laker

Cardo still trapping off ad iPad

Screen dead broke, we could see though

Why you still checkin' on my bag?

Keep ya eyes on ya own C-Notes

Old hoes biting on my swag

Still nobody I'd rather be though

Say you been moving them bricks

Still claiming you the shit, like yeah ****, we know

Fuck with me

Fuck with me

Fuck with me

Fuck with me