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: Roscoe]

Now I'm so high and I'm so fly

My kids on deck my beard ain't growed yet

I'm so on point I'm so on one

This is how we do it here in Philaphornia

'Sco 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

Going 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 till we fed up that's hard

Smooth sailin'

 

[Chorus: Roscoe]

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 momma singing

Badia-She sayin 

Badia- yeah

badia-ia-ia-ia-ia

Big Sco singin- Ba da pa pa paaaa

My big bro singing

 

[Verse 2: Roscoe]

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: Roscoe]

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 sayin

Badia- yeah

badia-ia-ia-ia-ia

I got the world singin- Ba da pa pa paaaa

I got ya girl singin

 

[Verse 3: Roscoe]

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 laying 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: Roscoe]

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