Lyrics So Bad - Tree

So Bad

She got diamonds on her pinky
Talkin' money?
She got plenty
Buy whatever up in Fendi
Man, I swear this girl is so bad
Since her father used to spoil her
Got the with the spoiler
Gots a nigga that keeps it long
But I swear this girl is so bad
She got money, she got bank
She got everything you ain’t
She got diamonds, she be shinin'
She don’t smoke and she don’t drink
Keep her party up in the separate
Don’t want help you for herself
Inkjet her preference, I’m like well
Don’t die red, she take this left
And she like right, but she so bright
And she so bad, Brooklyn bad
Jersey swag it fit her right
And she may dyke, but she like boy
Love that pipe, thats on my life
When she get mad, «you wrong,» «i'm right»
I’m like «aight, I guess you win»
No f-u then, just f-u-n
Say she never been to Vegas
She don’t want no babies
Daddy used to play with the Raiders
Ya he treated her the greatest
So she stays away from dog
She don’t need that rabies
Turned 18 got that Mercedez
Mama, ballin' since the 80's
So she never work for much
She get horny, she won’t fuck
And that about it, I throw this dick
And she go long to that thing
She play ball don’t ride no bench
Commit no fouls and no timeouts
Four wideouts, I threw no pitch
And at my girl, and at my bitch