Baddest

[Intro]
Yeah, oh, oh
Shut up, A.J

[Chorus]
I got big racks and my money tall
1024, she get that cash, don't give fucks at all
Blinded by my wrist of flash
I been on my shit, I'm not gon' stop
Wonder why I'm livin' lavish
Probably because I've always been the baddest

[Post-Chorus]
I've been on a roll
Li'l' bitch, if I fuckin' want it, I already have it
Li'l' bitch, I'm always on go
Always be runnin' up checks, bitch
I'm gettin' them racks, bitch
Li'l' bitch, my wrist been so cold
Li'l' bitch, I make hundred Os and they all in my bank
Li'l' bitch, I stay with a pole, make that shit blow
If you talk down on my name

[Verse 1]
You talkin' shit, I'm with my pole, I'm lettin' it bang
Don't talk to me unless you talkin' rich (Yeah)
I stack my racks and I don't give a shit, shut up your face
Yeah, big racks, stack up my money, that shit goin' too high
Yeah, big bags, I been had that
Little bitch, I can tell you ain't got racks (Yeah)
I'm'a go fast, bitch, I'm zoomin' off (Yeah)
I put that water my wrist like a lawn
Sleepin' on me? Kill you and you gon' yawn
Got a 19 in my pants likе I'm bon
Li'l' bitch, I stay with a Glock 19, it came with a scope
Li'l' bitch, I'm gon' knock you off
With my whole tеam, you already know
Li'l' bitch, I been on top and I count my digits
Your bitch, she hop on my dick, she say "Ribbit"
I'm on my shit, my own swag I invented
They covet my swag so they mo'fuckin' bit it (Yeah)
All of this shit off the top, it ain't written (Whoa)
I make hella racks and you just making tidbits
Your bitch in my DMs she sendin' me tit pics
She lovin' my dick, she review it like critics (Yeah)

[Chorus]
I got big racks and my money tall
1024, she get that cash, don't give fucks at all
Blinded by my wrist of flash
I been on my shit, I'm not gon' stop
Wonder why I'm livin' lavish
Probably because I've always been the baddest

[Post-Chorus]
I've been on a roll

[Verse 2]
I got all my bitches whips and they all in my name (Yeah)
Talk shit? You finna get told
They talkin' down on me but I don't care what they say (Yeah)
Talkin' that tough, so I put 'em in chalk
This shit ain't sweet like a lollipop
That shit ain't me, bitch, I'm always on top
That shit insane, how you broke as a fuck?
Damn, and all you bitches gettin' no bucks
I just count up all the guap and I run
Run up on me and you finna get fucked
I blast at your face, now you say you need TUMS
Li'l' bitch, always nowhere I'm at like a tracker
Crystal Ashley get the paper like wrappers
Run up and you finna blast-ered
Don't give a fuck or a shit, I'm the master
Diamonds my wrist they all white like a cracker
Run up you finna get owned like a master
Taylor Version, you get red, you plastered
All too well, money, it's 10 minutes long
Say that I'm broke? Then you mo'fuckin' wrong
Your best song would be the worst in my vault
Bitch, I'm on top, bitch, I ball like a ball
My bank look like a number I could call up

[Chorus]
I got big racks and my money tall
1024, she get that cash, don't give fucks at all
Blinded by my wrist of flash
I been on my shit, I'm not gon' stop
Wonder why I'm livin' lavish
Probably because I've always been the baddest

[Post-Chorus]
I've been on a roll
Li'l' bitch, if I fuckin' want it, I already have it
Li'l' bitch, I'm always on go
Always be runnin' up checks, bitch
I'm gettin' them racks, bitch
Li'l' bitch, my wrist been so cold
Li'l' bitch, I make hundred Os and they all in my bank
Li'l' bitch, I stay with a pole, make that shit blow
If you talk down on my name