CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Bad B On The Nizz
Hello
Bad B on the nizz, shawty wanna do it like Offset and Cardi
If he does dash, I'm trippin' that up
Stabbing that mug, I'm leaving him rubbed
Bad B on the nizz, shawty wanna do it like Offset and Cardi
If he does dash, I'm trippin' that up
Stabbing that mug, I'm leaving him rubbed
Bad B on the nizz, shawty wanna do it like Offset and Cardi
DC on the beat
Bad B on the nizz, shawty wanna do it like Offset and Cardi
Don't look back, there's 'rales
Take the next right, head straight to the Farm, G
Anti social yutes so we're only one leaning parties
The way Kermit slapped that yute
I swear he should sign up for the army
I'm in love with guwop, the cash
I ain't in love with barbies
Put one hand on Jab, I rise that spin cah that's my chargy
My head back criss like Tucker
Fly out the back seat, say, "Who's that dargy?"
And if he does wrong and we can't find him
Then we'll turn up at his aunties
I'd rather be in the T house than baked off in a party
Right now I want my hands on a whoosh
Before I have my hands on a Carti
Free Kash, free Brad, free Wazzy
Freedom's a must, free all of the Farm G's
Ay, freedom's a must, free all of the Farm G's
N***as know about me I'm the youngest
Still hop out crashing this corn
He got bored and he got bored
Don't ride back, sh*t, what are their thoughts
Jump out Abz, try not get caught
This young and handsome man will pull up to your block
Disobey the law
Got round there, two waps and a sword
Let me show them suttin'
Me and bro took trips with waps
Crash it at your back, rudeboy stop running
I'm chinging that up, no stunting
Hop out the back, Rambos get backed
Me and bro step with shanks, no fussing
I do drills and it's all for the gang
I ching backs if they start running
Free Boogie, that's my brother
Man hop out with this cutter
I suggest if you buck this gang
Buck a yute, turn and switch to a runner
Most man love leaving their friends
Opps get bucked, I keep it one hunna
I back shanks and ching their chests
They breeze off, what a heartless sucker
I've been in the field like Lampard
My bro's been scoring the goals like Kane
And if you ever asked my age
You'll ask me why am I so OJ
They're pushing and shoving their friends in a foot chase
How is that sh*t okay?
I got my eyes on the bag like Kenzo
So you really know I'm about my pay
And we spoke 'bout the Golden Boot already
You know that we're winning again
I put my blade where your cheek is
I ripped that out now your names Scarface
Don't come round here with your jewellery
I'll pop that sh*t, now it's in my name
And what are you gonna say?
You can't do sh*t, just stay in your place
Get your forehead buss on the high road
It looks like you just got dipped in sauce
Bro's been touching the b***ons like Sneakbo
And swinging their shanks with force
Little yutes wanna jump on this road ting
I guess they just signed up for a course
I've dussed big men with rambo
It looks like a chickens been chasing a horse
A mouse is chasing a cat
A yute like me get a big man whacked
So lowe all the chat
They don't wanna see man pull up with Jab
And if I see yutes in my distance
No stalling, everyone gets slapped
The dot-dot gets tapped
And I just pray one of them get packed
(Tell my young boy play your position)
I like him cah he listens
Bad B on the nizz, she really can't keep her distance
She asked if I'm linked with London Field
Cah she seen me in the dance with Griffin
We're going on a glide tonight to test out the Smithen
What you know 'bout running that down?
What you know 'bout running out of breath
But you still wanna ching 'cause he runs his mouth
And man can drenched in chest
Belly and back plus legs and head
They can't do it like me
Walk on streets or things on peds
F**k a 1-2s, 3-0 instead
If you're gonna talk 'bout the opp block
I beg you don't be mentioning fa**ys
Man been round on the opp block
Bare man running and showing their battys
Some f**king pattys
They don't wanna see man get splashy
And mind where you're taking Snaps when you're driving
Your friend can get bored in the pa**y
DC on the beat
Bad B on the nizz, shawty wanna do it like Offset and Cardi
If he does dash, I'm trippin' that up
Stabbing that mug, I'm leaving him rubbed
Bad B on the nizz, shawty wanna do it like Offset and Cardi
If he does dash, I'm trippin' that up
Stabbing that mug, I'm leaving him rubbed
Bad B on the nizz, shawty wanna do it like Offset and Cardi
DC on the beat
Bad B on the nizz, shawty wanna do it like Offset and Cardi
Don't look back, there's 'rales
Take the next right, head straight to the Farm, G
Anti social yutes so we're only one leaning parties
The way Kermit slapped that yute
I swear he should sign up for the army
I'm in love with guwop, the cash
I ain't in love with barbies
Put one hand on Jab, I rise that spin cah that's my chargy
My head back criss like Tucker
Fly out the back seat, say, "Who's that dargy?"
And if he does wrong and we can't find him
Then we'll turn up at his aunties
I'd rather be in the T house than baked off in a party
Right now I want my hands on a whoosh
Before I have my hands on a Carti
Free Kash, free Brad, free Wazzy
Freedom's a must, free all of the Farm G's
Ay, freedom's a must, free all of the Farm G's
N***as know about me I'm the youngest
Still hop out crashing this corn
He got bored and he got bored
Don't ride back, sh*t, what are their thoughts
Jump out Abz, try not get caught
This young and handsome man will pull up to your block
Disobey the law
Got round there, two waps and a sword
Let me show them suttin'
Me and bro took trips with waps
Crash it at your back, rudeboy stop running
I'm chinging that up, no stunting
Hop out the back, Rambos get backed
Me and bro step with shanks, no fussing
I do drills and it's all for the gang
I ching backs if they start running
Free Boogie, that's my brother
Man hop out with this cutter
I suggest if you buck this gang
Buck a yute, turn and switch to a runner
Most man love leaving their friends
Opps get bucked, I keep it one hunna
I back shanks and ching their chests
They breeze off, what a heartless sucker
I've been in the field like Lampard
My bro's been scoring the goals like Kane
And if you ever asked my age
You'll ask me why am I so OJ
They're pushing and shoving their friends in a foot chase
How is that sh*t okay?
I got my eyes on the bag like Kenzo
So you really know I'm about my pay
And we spoke 'bout the Golden Boot already
You know that we're winning again
I put my blade where your cheek is
I ripped that out now your names Scarface
Don't come round here with your jewellery
I'll pop that sh*t, now it's in my name
And what are you gonna say?
You can't do sh*t, just stay in your place
Get your forehead buss on the high road
It looks like you just got dipped in sauce
Bro's been touching the b***ons like Sneakbo
And swinging their shanks with force
Little yutes wanna jump on this road ting
I guess they just signed up for a course
I've dussed big men with rambo
It looks like a chickens been chasing a horse
A mouse is chasing a cat
A yute like me get a big man whacked
So lowe all the chat
They don't wanna see man pull up with Jab
And if I see yutes in my distance
No stalling, everyone gets slapped
The dot-dot gets tapped
And I just pray one of them get packed
(Tell my young boy play your position)
I like him cah he listens
Bad B on the nizz, she really can't keep her distance
She asked if I'm linked with London Field
Cah she seen me in the dance with Griffin
We're going on a glide tonight to test out the Smithen
What you know 'bout running that down?
What you know 'bout running out of breath
But you still wanna ching 'cause he runs his mouth
And man can drenched in chest
Belly and back plus legs and head
They can't do it like me
Walk on streets or things on peds
F**k a 1-2s, 3-0 instead
If you're gonna talk 'bout the opp block
I beg you don't be mentioning fa**ys
Man been round on the opp block
Bare man running and showing their battys
Some f**king pattys
They don't wanna see man get splashy
And mind where you're taking Snaps when you're driving
Your friend can get bored in the pa**y
DC on the beat
