Don’t Even Match lyrics

[Intro]
Haha, yeah
Rocky Badd (Yeah)
b*tch
Haha
Yeah

[Verse]
I be runnin' to that bag, n*gga, I'm Badd, n*gga
Can't be f*ckin' anybody 'less I know he that n*gga
I got tats all on my ass, n*gga, but this bag bigger
If she friends with any opps, then she gettin' dragged with her
I ain't ran from no ho or any b*tch she had with her
Give a f*ck about an L, 'cause they gettin' tagged with her
Put 'em in a bag with her just for bein' mad with her
I know we ain't the same 'cause she had her dad with her
I was raised in the slums, give a f*ck where b*tches from
Money don't make you realer, you could still be a bum
Where chillin' on the block can get you killed 'cause where you from
You ain't gotta have a lot, but you should still keep a gun
A Rollie is a trophy 'less it tick-tock
And you better watch your homie case he flip-flop
Independence, pair of buffs make any b*tch stop
And servin' the wrong one can make your sh*t hot
I don't think they feel me, but it's cool, I know a couple
If you with me back in school, then b*tch, you know I struggled
I be movin' how I move 'cause all I know is trouble
Even when I'm in my mood, I get up and hustle
I ain't never had the easy route
I make b*tches wanna rap, so ain't no leave me out
b*tches still ain't get a deal, but they believe me now
Put so many on the 'Gram, but they don't see it now
That's what they leavin' out
Now I ride with
Big guns, big drums when I slide by
We jump out the whip, that sh*t is pus*y doin' drive-bys
Never been a ho and can't no n*gga be my side guy
I am not a friendly b*tch, I DM back the side-eye
b*tch be di*k suckin', how she still can't get her nails done?
I don't gotta ask my n*gga twice, 'cause what I say, it's done
Free that n*gga Tweezy, 'cause right now he on that fed run
Any b*tch that thinkin' it ain't up, then she a dead one
Got her ass done, yet she couldn't get her legs done
Beat on hoes until her head run, come and redrum
I thought a b*tch said, hmm, nah, b*tch ain't said nothin'
I can make a n*gga stop whatever 'cause I said, "Come"
All my n*ggas thuggin', but ain't gotta speak on that
If it's on the floor, then I'ma sweep it, ain't no sleep on that
If you get this pus*y, don't be gentle, you can beat on that
How these b*tches got the big head when my feet on that?
I do what I want and put on sh*t I know don't even match
b*tches say they did they own wig, sh*t ain't even flat
How the f*ck is b*tches on my head and they can't even scrap?
How can b*tches tell you what I said if we ain't never met?
b*tches in they feelings, but these n*ggas actin' too attached
If I ain't get them b*tches back, just chill, 'cause I ain't through with that
I can get my hands on any opps and beat 'em blue and black
Any b*tches think it's frontline, Rocky move 'em back
Tell a b*tch bye, nah, b*tch, die
Y'all be quick to let a b*tch slide, nah, b*tch, die
I be quick to make a b*tch hide, nah, b*tch, slide
Real b*tches love to pick sides when you pick time
I ain't worried about no b*tch, I'm never worried about no ho
I ain't worried about nobody that can't come to where I go
I ain't worried about no money, I be up when b*tches low
I ain't worried about this Rollie, any time, I be on go, bah
[Outro]
I do what I want and put on sh*t I know don't even match
I do what I want and put on sh*t I know don't even match
Grrah
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