(Yo pro run that shit back)
Grr
Badboyyyy
Look
Speak to the facts
Really coulda dumped on the eddiat boy in the dead of the night
I am stuck in the trap popping pills 'pensive lifestyle on Lekki trips
Tell all of em dead guys gimme space back of the Uber getting lit
Shawty wan chill come crib all of my shootas never miss
Feeling the stress roll spliff delete my socials go ghost
Money on your head clap bines all of my shootas got price
All of my shootas got aim all of shootas got range
Panic attack
Want me out the game so bad so bad try tek way my pad
Badder than bad (badder than)
Badder than all of the niggaz who dey think they whining?
It's not surprising eyes on the the target
If a niggah move too quick too quick when we run up and bine him
Minute of silence
How I can be top 5 and a young neegah yeen even put a project
Dripping with steeze enemies getting chased down getting greased
Body in street be deceased I cannot ease up on the neeks
Hoodie and gloves who is involved I and Mila in the cut
And if the cat moves get him cut get that fool jumped in the mosque
Allahams done him up
All their mans getting robbed
All their mans getting touched
Bisimilah
Where tha money where tha money show me where tha cheese
Kill them all with kill them all with kindness and the steeze
They gon do it if I say so I want money like besos
100 mili in my safe oh that's why I stay on my Ten toes
Badboy Killy - Where Da Money Lyrics
Badboy Killy - Where Da Money Lyrics
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(Yo pro run that shit back)
Grr
Badboyyyy
Look
Speak to the facts
Really coulda dumped on the eddiat boy in the dead of the night
I am stuck in the trap popping pills 'pensive lifestyle on Lekki trips
Tell all of em dead guys gimme space back of the Uber getting lit
Shawty wan chill come crib all of my shootas never miss
Feeling the stress roll spliff delete my socials go ghost
Money on your head clap bines all of my shootas got price
All of my shootas got aim all of shootas got range
Panic attack
Want me out the game so bad so bad try tek way my pad
Badder than bad (badder than)
Badder than all of the niggaz who dey think they whining?
It's not surprising eyes on the the target
If a niggah move too quick too quick when we run up and bine him
Minute of silence
How I can be top 5 and a young neegah yeen even put a project
Dripping with steeze enemies getting chased down getting greased
Body in street be deceased I cannot ease up on the neeks
Hoodie and gloves who is involved I and Mila in the cut
And if the cat moves get him cut get that fool jumped in the mosque
Allahams done him up
All their mans getting robbed
All their mans getting touched
Bisimilah
Where tha money where tha money show me where tha cheese
Kill them all with kill them all with kindness and the steeze
They gon do it if I say so I want money like besos
100 mili in my safe oh that's why I stay on my Ten toes
Grr
Badboyyyy
Look
Speak to the facts
Really coulda dumped on the eddiat boy in the dead of the night
I am stuck in the trap popping pills 'pensive lifestyle on Lekki trips
Tell all of em dead guys gimme space back of the Uber getting lit
Shawty wan chill come crib all of my shootas never miss
Feeling the stress roll spliff delete my socials go ghost
Money on your head clap bines all of my shootas got price
All of my shootas got aim all of shootas got range
Panic attack
Want me out the game so bad so bad try tek way my pad
Badder than bad (badder than)
Badder than all of the niggaz who dey think they whining?
It's not surprising eyes on the the target
If a niggah move too quick too quick when we run up and bine him
Minute of silence
How I can be top 5 and a young neegah yeen even put a project
Dripping with steeze enemies getting chased down getting greased
Body in street be deceased I cannot ease up on the neeks
Hoodie and gloves who is involved I and Mila in the cut
And if the cat moves get him cut get that fool jumped in the mosque
Allahams done him up
All their mans getting robbed
All their mans getting touched
Bisimilah
Where tha money where tha money show me where tha cheese
Kill them all with kill them all with kindness and the steeze
They gon do it if I say so I want money like besos
100 mili in my safe oh that's why I stay on my Ten toes
Writer: Damilare Dickson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid