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Joey Bada$$

Jo-Vaughn Virginie Scott (born January 20, 1995), known professionally as Joey Badass (stylized as Joey Bada$$), is an American rapper. A native of Brooklyn, New York City, he is a founding member of the hip-hop collective Pro Era, with whom he has released three mixtapes as well as his numerous solo projects. Joey Badass released his debut mixtape, 1999, in June 2012 to critical acclaim and recognition, followed by Rejex in September, and Summer Knights in July 2013. His debut studio album, B4.Da.$$, was released in January 2015. In 2016, he made his television debut on the USA Network series Mr. Robot. His second and third studio album, All-Amerikkkan Badass and 2000, were released in April 2017 and July 2022, respectively. more »

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Uh-huh, uh
Check, check, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah

Sittin' on cloud nine, but it's really my couch
Pierre Jeanneret's, the original ones
Not the one's they get for five hundred to dress up they house
I'm single, boy, single boy
No girl or no spouse
Crib be quiet as a mouse
Don't smoke, but I could make it loud
With the push of a text, I'm textin' your bitch
She exit your shit to push up and get hit
I need to tone it down
The neighbor's complainin'
The HOA sayin', I'm sayin I don't know what they sayin'
I'm never in town
Don't disrespect my intellect
My GLS be at the intersection when we intersect
She look like she innocent, I'ma change it in a sec'
Niggas ballin' for they bitches, 'til I come and intercept

Now they ballin' for they bitches
Devin Booker with the tears
Cotton flower jeans, to show you the spring in the air
Yeah, we see you sittin' there, but your name ain't on this chair
Motherfucker, we don't care, yeah

I put my cheddar where my mouth is, just to keep my mouth fed
Thought the green would get respect, but all I got was Grouch's
Niggas gettin' grumpy 'cause they can't relate, it's funny
How they use their energy for winnin' on the hate
But when they see my clique, they turn to mouses
I'll show you how my clout hit, every time your doubt hit
And realize the shittin' wish they really do amount here
The motherfuckin' fad 'cause

I could never be the one tryna ball for these bitches
Devin Booker with the tears
Cotton flower jeans, to show you the spring in the air
Yeah, we see you sittin' there, but your name ain't on this chair (yeah)
Motherfucker, we don't care, yeah

Sittin' on your whole year, but it's really my couch
Pierre Paulin's, this the original one
Cost fifty bands, all in, just to put in my house
The replica like fifteen, you can check the amount
If we ain't talkin' money, IDK, what we talkin' about?
Fly shit, the house came with wings, nigga
They ain't laughin' at your dreams, then you gotta dream bigger
I seen niggas talkin' down when I was down, now I'm up
Copped the 911, just to tell these niggas "Eat my dust"
Keep a heater tucked for niggas sneakin' up, he think he tough
If he try my hand, then I'ma call his bluff, no, I don't believe in luck
Try to slime me out, I wipe his nose like his shit was stuffed
The jig is up
I'm the big dog, you just a little pup
Nigga, what? I'm back outside, never been one to hide
Streets say "Unique minded die", but Joey still alive
I'm done playin' games with you niggas
Ain't lettin' nothin' slide, what's the vibe?

I could never be the one tryna ball for these bitches
Devin Booker with the tears
Cotton flower jeans, to show you the spring in the air
Yeah, we him sittin' there, scratch his name up off the chair
Motherfucker, we don't care, yeah

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