Baddie

It's time to get up gotta makeup my face
Put on that lace know I'm ready to slay yeah
She just mad cause she lookin average
Just because she do the dance doesn't mean she a savage

Baddie!
Baddie!
Sick! cause they know they lookin rattie
So I gottem big maddie
& they Lookin real saddie
Sittin pretty on fleek & they always wanna tell me ima

Baddie!
Baddie!
Sick! cause they know they lookin rattie
So I gottem big maddie
& they Lookin real saddie
Sittin' pretty on fleek & they always wanna tell me...

That I can rap bitch!
So I flame on shit!
Fire stick bars amazon play on shit
Full face beat know I gotta slay on this,
2hr mug know he gone pay on it
Gone pay on it, No say on shit!
Spend it right curve em left like Beyoncé sis
Hot sauce on hit
BIG Boss Don't Quit
BLEW that dummy whole wood while he suck my tits
He said KayV is this a relationship
I said hell naw we ain't on that tip
Made em moan every time I put it on
Like playin' wit my thong
Big boy grip on my hip
Make it dip
Show these other niggas you equipped
Cause if not ima send yo ass packing wit the ship
All my bad baddies if you gotta magic trick
Hocus Pocus that trick for a magic tip!

Baddie!
Baddie!
Sick! cause they know they lookin' rattie
So I gottem big maddie
& they Lookin real saddie
Sittin' pretty on fleek so they always wanna tell me...

Ima baddie wit ah fattie
Ion need a sugar daddy
If you got some shit to say?
Bitch you better @ me
I don't play them silly games
And I'm feeling kinda crabby
Best get out my way before I snatch you out that lace k?
It's gone be hammer time
Fuckin wit a glamazon
Still that btc from every angle wit the cameras on
Know it's time to run it
It's a marathon
Baddie wit a fattie you can't get that shit from amazon
He bouta tell me that I need to make a only fans
Better do it right shake that ass n make some bands
On FaceTime chillin' witcha mans
You washing dishes while he jackin' off to a trans

Baddie!
Baddie!
Sick! cause they know they lookin rattie
So I gottem big maddie
& they Lookin real saddie
Sittin pretty on fleek you ain't even gotta tell me cause im.

Lookin In the mirror like!
You bad!
You bad!
You bad!
You bad!
Bad baddie ima make him call me daddie
(Ima make him call me daddie)
You bad!
You bad!
You bad!
You bad!
Bad Baddie ima make him call me daddie
Betta get yo baby daddy
He ah dummy call em slappy
You can never make em happy
They steady talking shit but ain't never drop ah addy
Bitches shaped like a patty
Lookin real fuckin rattie
And I bet you suck dick all the way to Cincinnati not the actions of a baddie

Baddie!
Baddie!
Sick! cause they know they lookin rattie
So I gottem big maddie
& they Lookin real saddie
Sittin pretty on fleek & you ain't even gotta tell me ima

Baddie
Baddie
Baddie
Baddie
Baddie
Baddie
Baddie (BITCH!)
Baddie



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Horn
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