Gio x Skilla Baby - Bada Bing

Getting the bag, it's easy, I got rich off sellin' the peasies
These bitches tryna eat me, cause my pockets always cheesy
They love me like I'm breezy, told my jeweler to freeze me
And I always keep that green, feelin' like Luigi

I be fresh like Mr. Clean when I hit the scene
Keep a Glock with a bing, money tall, Yao Ming
Come and join the winter team, everybody get a ring
Ha, bada boom, bada bing

Pockets lookin' extra cheesy, my bitches know I'm extra sleazy
Come here, baby, do not tease, VVS neck on freezy
My pockets look like Phoebe, Molly in the water, yee-yee
Spin a nigga like a CD, none of my bitches need me

But they finished if they leave me, when a nigga make me mad
I'ma get to lookin' creepy, I'ma get to lookin' janky
I be tryna really spanky, my Opps broke, I know they hate me
Can't believe them niggas breathin', that shit gon' drive me crazy

Ha, I just want some money, baby
Hit a nigga in his head, that's how I'm feelin' lately
Tryna take these niggas under, for these niggas tryna take me
Tryna take these niggas under, for these niggas tryna take me

Gettin' a bag is easy, I got rich off sellin' the peasies
These bitches tryna eat me, cause my pockets always cheesy
They love me like I'm breezy, told my jeweler to freeze me
And I always keep that green, feelin' like Luigi

I be fresh like Mr. Clean when I hit the scene
Keep a Glock with a beam, money tall, Yao Ming
Come and join the winter team, everybody get a ring
Ha, bada boom, bada bing

I might take her shawty, she just like to party
If I give her 40, she gon' get gnarly
Got bands up in my laundry, every dollar I'm countin
Sackin' it like mountains , I don't need accountant

My drip like water fountain, who that nigga, he wildin
Gettin' off, no tryin', fuck with me, lil' boy, you stylin
Know that when we drivin', we keep 40s when we ridin
Better start high when my niggas start slidin

On a paper chase, I'm just tryna get my strides in
I might strike a pose if I see the haters watchin
Hoes say I'm charmin', me broke, that's alarmin
They said money grow on trees, so I started farmin

Gettin' a bag is easy, I got rich off sellin' the peasies
These bitches tryna eat me, cause my pockets always cheesy
They love me like I'm breezy, told my jeweler to freeze me
And I always keep that green feelin' like Luigi

Written by:
Giovanni Rasheed

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