Badada Lyrics

Bada-da-da-da
Da-da
Bada-da-da-da
Bada-da
Bada-da-da-da
Da-da
Bada-da-da-da
Bada-da-da
(Daaaaa)

Jesus took the wheel
We crashed into a ditched
Ain't that some shit?
Ain't that some shit?
(Goddamn)
(Ain't that some—)

Cup is running over, yeah
It's funny how your luck hasn't changed
It's still Powerball and Arizonas, yeah
You never grow how you wanna (You never grow how you wanna)
Yeah, yeah
And Tate's still on the corner
Talking 'bout some loud pack but his face is getting older
And his son is turning twenty-two
He'll spin the block if you need him to
But only if you cop an eighth
And better keep your story straight
Out in the south side of somewhere

Uh, and I don't know what part
The south side of somewhere
Uh, and I don't think that I'll bе getting out
Yeah, if we go brokе
Then we go broke, godamn
Blame it on the clover
Blame it on the south side of somewhere

Jesus took the wheel, yeah
And didn't take us nowhere
And ain't that some shit?
(ain't that some shit gahdamn?)
Ain't that some shit?
Outside with all these

Inside voices
Inside voices
Inside voices
Inside voices
Inside voices
Inside voices
Inside voices
Inside—