The Real Gabbana - Big Badd

Big badd bitch huff and puff I'm blowing ninety three gas
Check my location cloud nine high as fuck you on land
I'm good at stepping on these bitches hoe I march like a band
I know that love don't cost a thing but they gone hold out they hand
Big badd bitch huff and puff I'm blowing ninety three gas
Check my location cloud nine high as fuck you on land
I'm good at stepping on these bitches hoe I march like a band
I know that love don't cost a thing but they gone hold out they hand
I owe you a fuck you and the bitch that raised ya
Ainn never had my hand out yet they wising me bankrupt
I feel like fuck that shit you talking since I owe you come take sumn
My bitches big steppers fuck it up they might break sumn
Running they mouth like Forrest Gump you bitches ain't saying shit
I'm noticing bitches pressed they angry I want em pissed
I'm sending shots to they section just tell them hoes I don't miss
Gabbana be feeling cocky might wake up and buy a bitch
Real recognize real know I see through limo tint
Real recognize real Casper if you counterfeit
I might be yo nigga favorite always on some gangster shit
Dropping throat on the goat baby I can flip a brick
Own operation bird feedings is for pussy hoes
Chess not checkers check the nigga yous a goofy hoe
I'm in yo city everywhere bitch comfortably
Made bitch ya I dare a hoe to fuck with me
Big badd bitch huff and puff I'm blowing ninety three gas
Check my location cloud nine high as fuck you on land
I'm good at stepping on these bitches hoe I march like a band
I know that love don't cost a thing but they gone hold out they hand
Big badd bitch huff and puff I'm blowing ninety three gas
Check my location cloud nine high as fuck you on land
I'm good at stepping on these bitches hoe I march like a band
I know that love don't cost a thing but they gone hold out they hand

Written by:
Jasmine Morris

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