Baddie Drips / Skinny Facts Freestyle by AbortphilipLBBH Lyrics
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Baddie drip, Baddie lit, Baddie on Versace kills
Face the reality, this ain't brutality
Baddie drips, Baddie drips
Do it like cocaine
I get addicted, I might get no sickness
Sniff like it's coke, like it's just a silly joke
Sniff like it's coke, like it's coke to sniff when you sniff coke
Yeah, ride it like a boy
Ride it like a boy, it's your choice
Like a fucking horseman in a fucking game
Go fast and go good baby
I don't care if your legs are tired baby
Baddiе drip on Sunday still does it on Mondays
Rich bitch from the west coast
Shе really is that bitch from the west coast!!
Still do it, even with the toys
'Cause ain't got no choice
Stupid ass bitches tryna get in my way
But they don't know they dealing with the boss bitch, ya, ya
Best friends on the west
On the right, on the left
North, south I don't even have the time to check
Skinny check, skinny facts
This track won't be forgotten like this bitch's one
Skinny check, skinny facts
Do it like we're on a Tuesday, wet
Real rich bitch keep making money
Outselling Tusa revenue, am I being unfunny?
I speak only fucking facts
Skinny facts, yes my momma taught me that
Birthed wealthy, birthed rich
I ain't checking no privilege
Just abusing of it
Little spoiled brattie, that hates all fatties
Keep my aesthetic, I remain classy
Red carpet my cliché
Bitch don't ruin my fucking trip to Norway
Love designer, got my fashion ways
Super busy and influential, ok?
You got some skills, thrown them away
This ain't a roleplay
Your tears ricochet
In the water while I'm in a runaway
In Paris won't talk about your name
Silver gray trails over my milky way
You get no Thanksgiving Day
Ugly ass germ infecting my way
Baddie drip, Baddie lit, Baddie on Versace kills
Face the reality, this ain't brutality
Baddie drips, Baddie drips
Do it like cocaine
I get addicted, I might get no sickness
Sniff like it's coke, like it's just a silly joke
Sniff like it's coke, like it's coke to sniff when you sniff coke
Yeah, ride it like a boy
Ride it like a boy, it's your choice
Like a fucking horseman in a fucking game
Go fast and go good baby
I don't care if your legs are tired baby
Baddiе drip on Sunday still does it on Mondays
Rich bitch from the west coast
Shе really is that bitch from the west coast!!
Still do it, even with the toys
'Cause ain't got no choice
Stupid ass bitches tryna get in my way
But they don't know they dealing with the boss bitch, ya, ya
Best friends on the west
On the right, on the left
North, south I don't even have the time to check
Skinny check, skinny facts
This track won't be forgotten like this bitch's one
Skinny check, skinny facts
Do it like we're on a Tuesday, wet
Real rich bitch keep making money
Outselling Tusa revenue, am I being unfunny?
I speak only fucking facts
Skinny facts, yes my momma taught me that
Birthed wealthy, birthed rich
I ain't checking no privilege
Just abusing of it
Little spoiled brattie, that hates all fatties
Keep my aesthetic, I remain classy
Red carpet my cliché
Bitch don't ruin my fucking trip to Norway
Love designer, got my fashion ways
Super busy and influential, ok?
You got some skills, thrown them away
This ain't a roleplay
Your tears ricochet
In the water while I'm in a runaway
In Paris won't talk about your name
Silver gray trails over my milky way
You get no Thanksgiving Day
Ugly ass germ infecting my way