Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Badmon Ting, artist - Meyhem Lauren. Date of issue: 13.04.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Badmon Ting |
| Yo, Gucci kicks got me looking like a poinsettia |
| Don’t speak all week, I appoint cheddar |
| Son with the bald head, left 'em all dead |
| He back servin' the spot, keepin' us all fed |
| Grilled swordfish, pineapple relish |
| Eyes lookin' hellish, I would die for my fellas |
| Fly like propellers, y’all niggas jealous |
| I don’t give a fuck about shit that you could tell us |
| I’m only worried 'bout new checks |
| Touch down in Philly, cop sneakers from Suplex |
| Size 55 Carti’s on my facial |
| Stash crib lookin palatial, we glacial |
| We do badmon ting, badmon ting |
| I put that motherfuckin' hoodie on |
| I pull that motherfuckin' skully down |
| We do gunman ting, gunman ting |
| The all-black Tim boot |
| Stay cool cause motherfuckers will shoot |
| Gold bar bottles, >❓❓❓< |
| Flow worldwide, still poli on the bliddock |
| , yeah that’s the mental |
| Talk out your face get whipped just like a rental |
| Respect my frame, I’m built just like a bulldozer |
| Teeth so white they never get pulled over |
| Damn it I’m gorgeous |
| Couple self-portraits up in the fortress |
| Larry David, Larry Davis |
| My style is like a mix of both, I’m outrageous |
| And ain’t nobody out my family reach |
| My neck holds more Cubans than Miami Beach |
| Bitch |
| Persian rugs, asian antiques |
| New whips just to caravan freaks |
| Sorry I’m late, I’m stuck in drug traffic |
| Pistols precise, we carry thug plastic |
| Play the block every night cause we nocturnal |
| My wrist looks like a page out the Watch Journal |
| I get it shaking like the pulp settled at the bottom |
| Things y’all niggas rap about, my niggas really got em |
| My thigh is cramped from hoppin' off a jetski |
| My life is great, you think that you could stress me? |
| Shit, I’m a motherfuckin' G |
| This is grown man rap, rest in peace Sean P |