[Chours]
Ba da pa pa pa pa pa
Ba da pa pa pa
Ba da pa pa paaaa
Badia badia badia-ia-ia-ia-ia
Bad a pa pa paaaaa
[Verse 1]
Now I'm so high, and I'm so fly
My gear's on deck, my beard ain't grow yet
I'm so on point, I'm so on one
This is how we do it here in Philaphornia
'Scoe mack, toe back
The one y'all love to blow back
I got five fingers, it ain't no riddle
Why the only one showin' is the one in the middle
Hey diddle diddle, the cat and the dog
Goin' at it over kibble out in the back yard
I drink Yak hard, y'all act hard
Now I gotta cut ya up like a MAC card
Everybody packin' a strap to spark
But don't everybody want to scrap this ball?
I'm old school wit it, no tool wit' it
Head up 'til we fed up that's hard
Smooth sailin'
[Chorus]
Ba da pa pa pa pa pa
Ba da pa pa pa
(I got the ladies sayin')
Ba da pa pa paaaa
(Hell, I even got my mama singing)
Badia (She sayin')
Badia (Yeah, c'mon)
Badia-ia-ia-ia-ia
(Big Scoe singin') Ba da pa pa paaaa
My big bro singing
[Verse 2]
You know you got me movin'
I know you feel my music
I show my G influence
All I do is spit fluid
I'm rollin', dippin', smashin'
I am throwin' Young Assassin
I am growin' up real fast and
All I know is flow and rappin'
They call me Young Roscoe, the Philly Fanatic
Silly sporadic, dippin' in traffic grippin' the matic
Sharp as a guillotine, still a teen
The California sun just beamin' as I lean
Pull out my cigarettes fiendin' for nicotine
Straight off the Philly scene made for the silver screen
In a beamer foot on the gasoline
Tell me I ain't the flyest MC you seen
And its all Smooth sailin'
[Chorus]
Ba da pa pa pa pa pa
Ba da pa pa pa
(I got the homies singin')
Ba da pa pa paaaa
(Hell, I even got my papa singin')
Badia (He singin')
Badia (Yeah)
Badia-ia-ia-ia-ia
(I got the world singin') Ba da pa pa paaaa
(I got ya girl singin')
[Verse 3]
Y-A high blazed, step to us you get five fades
I got four homies, ain't none of 'em simple
Sco-dizzle, known to make the microphone sizzle
So many women after the mack
I'ma just pick one (Sup?) and smash in my mama 'lac
Accurate immaculate bachelor cake smasher
Def Jeff, let me borrow the keys the break masters
Young and I'm buck wild, labeled as a love-child
Runnin 'em up wild, layin' hella cuts down
I get the club shut down with this thug style
I puff clouds and touch crowds, what now?
Sick rhymes, strychnine runnin' through my bloodline
Pedal to the metal with one time behind me
My heads spinnin' like a windmill
Rollin' down the 101, countin' dead bugs on my windshield
Smooth sailin'
[Chorus]
Ba da pa pa pa pa pa
Ba da pa pa pa
(I got the people singin')
Ba da pa pa paaaa
(Hell, I even got my sister singin')
Badia (She singin')
Badia (Yeah)
Badia-ia-ia-ia-ia
(Big 'Sco singin') Ba da pa pa paaaa
My big bro singin'
Ba da pa pa pa pa pa
Ba da pa pa pa
Ba da pa pa paaaa
Badia badia badia-ia-ia-ia-ia
Bad a pa pa paaaaa
Ba da pa pa pa pa pa
Ba da pa pa pa
Ba da pa pa paaaa
Badia badia badia-ia-ia-ia-ia
Bad a pa pa paaaaa