BigXthaPlug - Badu Flow

Didn't cha know, didn't cha know
Stopped to watch my emotions sway
Didn't cha know, didn't cha know
Knew the toll but I would not pay (Tony Coles)

Ayy
Yeah

See, I really been out on a mission
to keep all this paper we having
still come in and flip it
Started out robbin', Batman with the gidgets
When that shit didn't work, talk to Pop 'bout the chicken
All of them talks, my badass still ain't listen
Was living, but taught me the ways of that kitchen
Don't need me a pot, I can microwave, whip it
I bang the Hi-C just like a Christian
Went from that set to the spot, now we living
Still running they mouth, they gon' die 'bout them mentions
They bitches and most of 'em not from the trenches
Come to my block, come and see how we livin'
We chillin' with Glocks and they all got extensions
Moved to the North 'cause I seen they was winnin'
Go ask about X, got a spot, had it spinnin'
Ayy, went from ballin' to clutchin' to sinning
Was robbin', he don't give it up then we kill him
One-legged partner, 5K, he a killer
Came back from the dead, bitch, I'm feeling like Thriller
Ayy, ask your ho, bitch, she know I'm that nigga
She came through the circle, just know she a spinner
She swallow it all for a pill and some liquor
Havin' our way, could retire a stripper
But instead bought a BBL, got the bitch thicker
A fuck nigga play, he gettin' found in the river
Her diamonds froze, they so cold, made me shiver
I been pouring up drank, know it's hurtin' my liver
Shit, that's the cost to keep sane from these niggas
He say the wrong thing, let it rain on these niggas
Damn, he a ho, ain't no shame in these niggas
Be all on the 'net, but still claim you a killer
Bitch, if you real, here my chain go, lil' nigga

Admit it, these niggas don't rap what they living
or live what they rap, boy, that shit really cap
I heard through the vine all these niggas been rats
shit, it's cool, I get jammed, 'least I know where they at
I start sweet dicking hoes, they don't know how to act
quick to blow up my phone, get my name as a tatt'
Can't be stuck on a ho, I'm too deep in these racks
it was crack, but I'm really turnt up off of rap, ayy

Admit it, these niggas don't rap what they living
or live what they rap, boy, that shit really cap
I heard through the vine all these niggas been rats
shit, it's cool, I get jammed, 'least I know where they at
I start sweet dicking hoes, they don't know how to act
quick to blow up my phone, get my name as a tatt'
Can't be stuck on a ho, I'm too deep in these racks
it was crack, but I'm really turnt up off of rap, ayy

Written by:
Erica Wright, James Dewitt Yancey, Jeremy Brown, Philip Eugene Clendeninn, Tony Coles Anderson, Xavier Landum

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