7lipp3r - Badbacking (feat. Scy K3)

Man, it's like four of them niggas in one car, and ain't nobody phone ringing
Crack a nigga, bitch, in some fuckin' bathing ape
Early in the morning, nigga, I ain't fuckin' ate
Seven in the morning, nigga, what you cracked today

Cheap-ass nigga, nigga, you really in the way
Cheap-ass nigga, weak-ass fuckin' nigga
Cheap-ass nigga, weak-ass fuckin' nigga
Cheap-ass nigga, weak-ass fuckin' nigga

Cheap-ass nigga, weak-ass fuckin
Niggas cheap, I could dump a ten, give me bout a week
In the lanes, bad-backin', with my brudders switching seats
I ain't never hit a lick, I grab my phone and hit the streets

I'm tired of these window shoppers, don't hit my phone, you niggas cheap
You niggas cheap as fuck
Don't hit my phone for less than 50, I ain't pullin' up
You in the lanes, ain't savin' cheese, you niggas dumb as fuck

I'm crackin' hard all by myself, cause niggas creep as fuck
And niggas broke as fuck
Know I got this blick with me, and some **** too
Know if you nigga was smokin' when I was swipin', I would've roped you

Know my buddy got like 50, and some pokes too
Nigga couldn't get his **** off, so he ran to Pro Tools
Nigga ass ain't got no hustle, that's why he ain't comin' up
How the fuck your ass go move to Milwaukee and you can't save a buck

He flat, can't get his pack off, all he do is smoke and fuck
It's four, y'all tryna catch one head, y'all niggas tr*p slow as fuck
It's eleven-thirty, I already cracked that shit you got put up
Nigga always tryna run down on some hoes, he can't even go pull up

He tryna cash out on some clothes, he can't even put up
Trappin' in these streets for some golds, nigga, what you grindin' for
The fuck bro

Written by:
Damari Barnes

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