Sada Baby - Bade Bunningham lyrics

I gotta, I gotta handgun next to the
We gotta, we huh
Sell a whole thing all down to the-

Yeah
I gotta chop, I gotta Glock
Yeah I gotta handgun next to Drake
Say we got spots, huh we got blocks
Sell a whole thing all down to the shake
I said I gotta chop, I gotta Glock
I gotta handgun next to the Drake
I said we got spots, we got blocks
Sell a whole thing all down to the shake

I would listen to you bout some
Work but you ain't had none
I be in the kitchen whipping work
Like it's the bad son
Trapping till the bands come
Servin till my last gone
Quarantine with the gleam
Rapping with my mask on
I put a bag on, I put my hands on em
I ain't even got to
(huh) , that's what the bands for
I want a Benz truck, bendin a range Rover
All black pulling up, at the wop ask Bob nem
I'm that nigga, yeah I'm big dawg
You know I keep squad with me
Ain't fearing that nigga I got a
Rifle and god with me
I'm gon take a nigga with me if
He slide he Gon die with me
And that's if I don't kill em nigga first
Talm bout rightously
(huh)
I'm just tryna take his life
Quickly I don't like niggas
On a bad month run thru a light fifty
Big pipes for them backends
See that ice with me
(huh)
Throw my 5 up them other niggas
Know what time it is
(duh)

Yeah
I gotta chop, I gotta Glock
Yeah I gotta handgun next to Drake
Say We got spots, we got blocks
Sell a whole thing all down to the shake
I said I gotta chop, I gotta Glock
I gotta handgun next to the Drake
I said we got spots, we got blocks
Sell a whole thing all down to the shake

We'll make a snakin nigga
Never wanna slime again
We Gon shoot the extras can't
Have no niggas chimin in
Ain't no nigga bummin thru this
Bitch unless they tappin in
Give a fuck about them fake
As world niggas rapping in

All my apes aggressive
We don't know shit bout passiveness
We get the chance to stretch him
Know my niggas gon pass on nem
We done been thru that bitch bout 10 times
Y'all ain't on shit
Baby momma want dick I ate that
Bitch to get her outta here
You on live can't afford war
Ain't got no choppas there
Know I stay on go
Niggas been on go ain't no stopping here
Big bhop, chop my whole chop
Chop a nigga hair
Bust a nigga right in up in his
Shit I feel like he stared
We ain't scared to air a nigga out
On my momma
Pop door
Tryna air a nigga out like it's too late
We on tip I can't spare a nigga
Now, everybody with me want smoke
I shared him with the squaa hahahaha duh

Yeah
I gotta chop, I gotta Glock
Yeah I gotta handgun next to Drake
Say We got spots, we got blocks
Sell a whole thing all down to the shake
I said I gotta chop, I gotta Glock
I gotta handgun next to the Drake
I said we got spots, we got blocks
Sell a whole thing all down to the shake

My nigga Lee, I think we got another one