Badside BIA

[Intro: Cardo]
I swear, if you motherfuckers knew better, you'd do better. On God, nigga (Cardo Got Wings) Y'all niggas swear you fly, you a motherfuckin' lie, got dammit. Bitch-ass niggas know it, though. Ain't nobody seein' BIA, I don't give a fuck who it is. Sia, Lia, Ria, Cria, whatever, nigga. Ain't nobody seein' her. I put a bag on that shit. Fuck you. A bag, ho. You can't even get that. Lil' weak ass. Get back, lil' bitch. Get back, woo

[Chorus]
Cardo still trappin' off a iPad
Screen dead broke, we could see though
Why you still checkin' on my bag?
Keep your eyes on your own C-Notes
Old hoes bitin' on my swag
Still nobody, I'd rather be though
Say you been movin' them bricks, still claimin' you the shit
Like, yeah, nigga, we know
Fuck with me (Ayy), fuck with me (Ayy)
Fuck with me (Ayy), fuck with me (Ayy)

[Verse 1]
Ho, I got grown women, they feelin' like mini-me's?
Ho, I got my homegirls, that turned into frienemies
Don't fuck with my bad side, don't fuck up my energy
They can't buy no opinions, can't cash checks with the jealousy
Bitch, I feel like Brady, veen fightin' the odds 'cause they hate me
Someone tell 'em that I won
Someone tell 'em I'm the one
Someone tell 'em they should thank me, ayy
Gucci down, Gucci down, only time I'm feelin' snakey
Wipe me down, wipe me down, bitch, I'm wavy like in the navy
Say she don't go both ways, but a bitch'll go gay for Rihanna
Yellow diamonds all on my arm, got me feelin' like Grey Poupon
In the Wraith, in my yard, only place I see stars (Ayy)
On the run from the law, the only way I'm at large