Kacy Hill (feat. Drizzy)
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Baddie
I fell in love with a baddie
Saw that she had her the fatty the jatty and then she turned round and she had me
AMG drifting I'm toting a smithin' no we never push on no caddy
Got a new plug he from Cincinnati
Know I'm blowing on strong like I'm shaggy
I can't chill with them boys they be chatty
I'm flashy
It's burning up
Know them niggas all lied they all heard of us
I got beilo in back with the burner tucked
Stali rolling the sticky the blicky stay with me with me
Blue on my hands but I still love my fifties
Said it before niggas ain't running Ricky
I touched his head I won't lie nigga clipped me
Niggas know when I touch in my city
Watch my back cause these niggas move gritty
Moncler my body when it's feeling nippy
Imma bad boy got me moving like diddy
I'm bopping
The diddy bop
Once we roll down that window that's fifty shots
I can't beef with y'all kids I got bigger Opps
Had to up all the diamonds need bigger rocks
Touch in
Need fifty K when I touch in
It's all done with the push of a button
They all talk niggas ain't doing nothing
When I call up on Drizzy know he got that sig sig
Catch him in traffic that v better dig
I'm really living how I say I live
Don't trust nobody it's hard to forgive
Darkness
We might just slide after darkness
I just told Justo to chill swear to God he be moving to heartless
They didn't peep how we came up remember them days making couple dollar deposits
After I link up my main bitch I link up my baddie in college cause she give the knowledge
Why
Cause she give that knowledge
Why
Cause she give that knowledge
Hop out the v then we get to sparking
I can't trust bitches I know they be stalking
All of my niggas they slide with them Choppas
Fuck the whole twelve cause I know they be watching
All of my niggas just watch for them chargers
Nigga watch for them chargers
Know we pulling back up up up up
We touching down then we going back up
French in the cut with a P in the truck
Just left the mall we can't close up the trunk
In my fazos know I gotta lay low
Pour a four in that blueberry faygo
Me and medy like chief keef and taedo
Windows black in my lap go my Draco
Baddie
I fell in love with a baddie
Saw that she had her the fatty the jatty and then she turned round and she had me
AMG drifting I'm toting a smithin' no we never push on no caddy
Got a new plug he from Cincinnati
Know I'm blowing on strong like I'm shaggy
I can't chill with them boys they be chatty
I'm flashy
It's burning up
Know them niggas all lied they all heard of us
I got beilo in back with the burner tucked
Stali rolling the sticky the blicky stay with me with me
Blue on my hands but I still love my fifties
Said it before niggas ain't running Ricky
I touched his head I won't lie nigga clipped me
Niggas know when I touch in my city
Watch my back cause these niggas move gritty
Moncler my body when it's feeling nippy
Imma bad boy got me moving like diddy
I'm bopping
The diddy bop
Once we roll down that window that's fifty shots
I can't beef with y'all kids I got bigger Opps
Had to up all the diamonds need bigger rocks
Touch in
Need fifty K when I touch in
It's all done with the push of a button
They all talk niggas ain't doing nothing
When I call up on Drizzy know he got that sig sig
Catch him in traffic that v better dig
I'm really living how I say I live
Don't trust nobody it's hard to forgive
Darkness
We might just slide after darkness
I just told Justo to chill swear to God he be moving to heartless
They didn't peep how we came up remember them days making couple dollar deposits
After I link up my main bitch I link up my baddie in college cause she give the knowledge
Why
Cause she give that knowledge
Why
Cause she give that knowledge
Hop out the v then we get to sparking
I can't trust bitches I know they be stalking
All of my niggas they slide with them Choppas
Fuck the whole twelve cause I know they be watching
All of my niggas just watch for them chargers
Nigga watch for them chargers
Know we pulling back up up up up
We touching down then we going back up
French in the cut with a P in the truck
Just left the mall we can't close up the trunk
In my fazos know I gotta lay low
Pour a four in that blueberry faygo
Me and medy like chief keef and taedo
Windows black in my lap go my Draco
Credits
Writer(s): Justin Grant
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