juice wrld, xxxtentacion & ski mask the slump god - badder lyrics
[intro: juice wrld]
she ask why i’m dancin’, ask why i’m dancin’
she ask why i’m dancin’
sh+t i be dippin’ ‘n dabbin’
then i be drippin’ the, ayy
ha, let’s go
[chorus: juice wrld]
she ask if i be dancin’, sh+t i be dippin’ ‘n dabbin’, huh
sh+t i be switchin’ the swaggers, huh
kel+tec, let it rattle (grrrt)
i know you think that yo’ b+tch bad
my b+tch badder than badder (uh)
and her pockets fatter (yeah), and she a glock handler (brrd)
[verse 1: juice wrld]
okay, talkin’ my sh+t, i guess i did it again, i did it again (huh)
i’m finna sh+t, on every n+gga and b+tch that i said wouldn’t win (huh)
hop on this block, bend (skrrt), i bought two glocks, twins (brrt)
them guns is best friends and they’ll slam you like wrestlin’ (okay)
enough about my guns, i got a lot, i mean some, i mean none
i play dumb, only if twelve listenin’
if he run, up on him, i’m finna nail this b+tch
my girl, say she want some, i’m finna nail this b+tch (let’s go)
up, up and away, d+ck in the glizop, f+ck what you say
you sweet as a f+ggot, soft as a cake
got a oven on me if you tryna get baked
this beat remindin’ me of some old lil wayne
feel like wayne, to the money i skate
when it come to fashion i’m always early
but i still show up fashionably late (b+tch)
haha, ayy
[chorus: juice wrld]
she ask if i be dancin’, sh+t i be dippin’ ‘n dabbin’, huh
sh+t i be switchin’ the swaggers, huh
kel+tec, let it rattle (grrrt)
i know you think that yo’ b+tch bad
my b+tch badder than badder (uh)
and her pockets fatter (yeah), and she a glock handler
she ask if i be dancin’, sh+t i be dippin’ ‘n dabbin’, huh
sh+t i be switchin’ the swaggers, huh
kel+tec, let it rattle (grrrt)
i know you think that yo’ b+tch bad
my b+tch badder than badder (uh)
and her pockets fatter (yeah), and she a glock handler
[verse 2: ski mask the slump god]
water
don’t even gotta finish my sentence, they feelin’ my presence
like a knee, but you closed eyelids (closed)
feelin’ like a menace to society, i’m dennis the menace without sobriety, hold my beer (oh my)
ayy, listen here, to make that kind of money, you gon’ need to wish upon a fairy godmother tear (ayy, ayy, ayy, it’s tear)
i ain’t talkin’ rudolph, i’m makin’ it rain, dear (rain)
soundin’ like i’m naruto, talkin’ about pain here (huh), uh, uh, uh
she jackin’ my beanstalk, get that?
golden goose, had to get your b+tch back, uh, uh, uh
you n+ggas need to go and get your drip back
mismatch, need the milk, similac, uh, uh, uh
probably took a catnap and still in my peripheral (woo)
keepin’ it with the nat+nats, uh, uh, uh
i’ma ace this blackjack, schoolin’ ’em
on how to handle the rock like i’m jack black, uh, uh, uh
[verse 3: xxxtentacion]
i just came, she clean it up like billy mays, ha, ha
she got lockjaw, i put my d+ck all in her face, ha, ha
her p+ssy hurt, might need a band+aid, i’m p+ssy bandit, yuh, yuh
don’t k!ll my vibe, lil’ b+tch, why are you tripping?
you makin’ me frantic, yeah, ayy
uno, dos, tres, huh, b+tches givin’ neck, uh
if it’s for a check, uh, i might break a sweat, uh
like i’m boonk, yeah, tune, yeah
i might leave you mad as f+ck, oh true, yeah
these f+ck n+ggas hittin’ like they saying “ayy”
[chorus: juice wrld]
sh+t i be switchin’ the swaggers, huh
kel+tec, let it rattle (grrrt)
i know you think that yo’ b+tch bad
my b+tch badder than badder (uh)
and her pockets fatter (yeah), and she a glock handler
she ask if i be dancin’, sh+t i be dippin’ ‘n dabbin’, huh
sh+t i be switchin’ the swaggers, huh
kel+tec, let it rattle (grrrt)
i know you think that yo’ b+tch bad
my b+tch badder than badder (uh)
and her pockets fatter (yeah), and she a glock handler
[verse 4: lil uzi vert]
wait, chanel on my feet (yeah), yeah, that’s fur on my cs (yeah, huh)
i be f+ckin’ with the bees (blatt), like muhammad ali (woah)
dip her, uppercut the sting (huh?)
got yo’ b+tch on the edge of her seat (ayy)
she on the ecstasy, i’m on the bean (what?)
swear the ecstasy, edge of my v (skrrt)
and usually, i like repetitive beats (yes)
i like the way that she move on my meat (okay)
all of these b+tches, they look good to me (yeah)
but i f+ck the same girl ’cause i don’t even cheat (shh)
that is a lie, i’m repetitive freak (hahaha)
i don’t even look, nah, i don’t even seek (uh+uh)
i don’t even peek, g5, g5, repetitive g (ayy)
i’m tryna get all the muhf+ckin’ cheese (ayy)
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