Aye
Yea
See I’ve really been out on a mission
And keep all this paper we having still come in and flip it
Started out robbin, Batman we the gidgets
When that shit didn’t work talk to pop out the chicken
All of them talk my badass still ain’t listen was living
But taught me the ways of the kitchen
Don’t need me a product I can microwave whip it
I bang the hi-c just like a christian
Went from that seat to the spot now we living
Still running their mouth they gon die by the mentions
They bitches and most of them not from the trenches
Come to my block come and see how we living
We chilling with glocks and they all got extensions
Moved to the North cause I seen they was with me
Go ask about it got a spot had em spinning
Aye went from balling, to clutching, to sinning
Was robbing and don’t give it up then we kill him
One legged partna 5k he a killer
Came back from the dead, bitch I’m feeling like Thriller
Aye asked ya hoe she know I’m that nigga
She came through the circle just know she a spinner
She swallow it all for a pill and some liquor
Having our way could retire a stripper
But instead bought a bbl got the bitch thicker
A fuck nigga play he get found in the river
Her diamonds froze they so cold make me shiver
I been pouring up drank know its hurting my liver
Shit that’s the cost to keep sane from these niggas
He say the wrong thing let it rain on these niggas
Damn he a hoe, ain’t no shame in these niggas
Be all on the net but still claim you a killer
Bitch if you real here my chain go little nigga
Admit it, these niggas don’t rap
What they living and live what they rap
Boy that shit really cap
I heard through the vine all these niggas been rats
Shit is cool I get jamming at least I know where they at
I start sweet dicking hoes they don’t know how to act
Quick to blow up my phone get my name as a tat?
Can’t be stuck on a hoe I’m too deep in these racks
It was crack but I’m really turnt up off of rap
Admit it, these niggas don’t rap
What they living and live what they rap
Boy that shit really cap
I heard through the vine all these niggas been rats
Shit is cool I get jamming at least I know where they at
I start sweet dicking hoes they don’t know how to act
Quick to blow up my phone get my name as a tat?
Can’t be stuck on a hoe I’m too deep in these racks
It was crack but I’m really turnt up off of rap
Aye
Street Hustle and Authenticity
“Badu Flow” by BigXthaPlug delivers a raw narrative about street life, ambition, and authenticity. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of the artist’s journey from struggle to success, emphasizing the grind and risks taken to escape poverty. BigXthaPlug reflects on his past—ranging from criminal activities to hustling in the kitchen—and contrasts it with his current achievements. There’s a clear emphasis on loyalty, confronting fake personas, and the realities faced by those who claim a similar lifestyle without having lived it. The repeated hook underscores BigXthaPlug’s skepticism toward others in the rap game who fabricate their experiences, setting himself apart as someone who truly embodies his lyrics.
Song Credits
Song: Badu Flow
Artist: BigXthaPlug
Release Year: 2024