Bad Boy (Remix)
Imma bad boy, runnin up the stats boy
Imma bad boy, back to back like nash boy
Imma bad boy, gettin in his bag boy
Who da bad boy? Check the fuckin facts boy
Fuck all y'all opinions, yeah the shit just don't concern me
And i knew that i been trouble ever since my momma birthed me
But first things first, i drop this verse
Next thing you know, you drop dead, cursed
Be careful if yo girl around me, i might go and drop her skirt
Nah, i ain't saying shit, i be on my player shit
I been eatin good, but the rest of y'all just caterin
Fuck with me, you fuck with us
Whole squad, yeah, we dangerous
Bitch i'm bout as dirty as some motherfucking syphillis
Dat boy nasty with the flows
I'm like backwoods with the dope
Get it crackin like it's coke
Backin down, i'm in the post
I ain't acting, i just go
Fuck a mask, i'm all i know
And that sam kid? you a joke
Best stay back, or you get smoked
Imma bad boy, runnin up the stats boy
Imma bad boy, back to back like nash boy
Imma bad boy, gettin in his bag boy
Who da bad boy? Check the fuckin facts boy
Ouu im a bad boy, tell em get the strap boy
Ouu im a bad boy you always talkin that boy
Ouu im a bad boy, saw you you ain't act boy
Ouu im a bad boy, i just whooped yo ass boy
All black with a taper fade, this style it fits its tailor made
I fuck the girls up in yo house yo girl yo mom i fucked the maid
And im only rockin one shade dawg my momma think im in a gang
Equate me to these rappers? we don't walk it talk it spit the same (no)
Ballin like im Naismith, met yo girl we ran the bases
Show ID we want no cases, remember titties not no faces
Ask her bout how soft her face is, ima dog let out the cages
Do a free verse? that's outrageous, want a verse? i want a payment
And im know for ether spittin hot shit like a fever
Bite my shit until your teeth hurt remix yo shit fuck a feature
I'd be too embarrassed if my name was on your mixtape teaser
Tay Keith when you say beef i will fuck you up just for the leisure
Ay, fuck acknowledgements, ay, been the bombest since
I was just a kid you're in my way get out of it
And she sucked me up, she just polished it
Ay, this has been the plan, ay, ain't no stoppin this
Keepin' Hip-Hop live and well while murderin so toll the bell
Your favorite rapper overwhelmed his beats ain't safe they're on my cell
Angel wings but spawned from Hell i got the drive like a V12
Ouu, thats yo girl? yea i havent saved her number still
I just sent a text, i went over
And yo bitch is ugly, when im sober
Concepts are my kicks, black tee on my shoulders
Aint seen Shaun like this? man i thought i told ya
Pulled up in the back my blunt in hand i'm blowin thraxx
Im blowin gas, this the type of shit that leave you on your ass
Take a hit then blow it in his face
Then i hit em with the backhand leave his jawbone outta place
Fuckd you say? fuck you mean?
All i know, how to win, never lost, second string
You don't play, i don't play, difference is im in the game
Difference is that you complain, difference is i use my pain
Elevate i'll never break so who gon play this game?
Ay, this shit way too wavy, ay this shit way too crazy
Ay, all about the pay stub, so its fuck you pay me
He say i'm a pinche cabron bitch got me on replay i know
Make her hit Alicia high notes thats why she say he a psycho
Imma bad boy, back to back like nash boy
Imma bad boy, gettin in his bag boy
Who da bad boy? Check the fuckin facts boy
Fuck all y'all opinions, yeah the shit just don't concern me
And i knew that i been trouble ever since my momma birthed me
But first things first, i drop this verse
Next thing you know, you drop dead, cursed
Be careful if yo girl around me, i might go and drop her skirt
Nah, i ain't saying shit, i be on my player shit
I been eatin good, but the rest of y'all just caterin
Fuck with me, you fuck with us
Whole squad, yeah, we dangerous
Bitch i'm bout as dirty as some motherfucking syphillis
Dat boy nasty with the flows
I'm like backwoods with the dope
Get it crackin like it's coke
Backin down, i'm in the post
I ain't acting, i just go
Fuck a mask, i'm all i know
And that sam kid? you a joke
Best stay back, or you get smoked
Imma bad boy, runnin up the stats boy
Imma bad boy, back to back like nash boy
Imma bad boy, gettin in his bag boy
Who da bad boy? Check the fuckin facts boy
Ouu im a bad boy, tell em get the strap boy
Ouu im a bad boy you always talkin that boy
Ouu im a bad boy, saw you you ain't act boy
Ouu im a bad boy, i just whooped yo ass boy
All black with a taper fade, this style it fits its tailor made
I fuck the girls up in yo house yo girl yo mom i fucked the maid
And im only rockin one shade dawg my momma think im in a gang
Equate me to these rappers? we don't walk it talk it spit the same (no)
Ballin like im Naismith, met yo girl we ran the bases
Show ID we want no cases, remember titties not no faces
Ask her bout how soft her face is, ima dog let out the cages
Do a free verse? that's outrageous, want a verse? i want a payment
And im know for ether spittin hot shit like a fever
Bite my shit until your teeth hurt remix yo shit fuck a feature
I'd be too embarrassed if my name was on your mixtape teaser
Tay Keith when you say beef i will fuck you up just for the leisure
Ay, fuck acknowledgements, ay, been the bombest since
I was just a kid you're in my way get out of it
And she sucked me up, she just polished it
Ay, this has been the plan, ay, ain't no stoppin this
Keepin' Hip-Hop live and well while murderin so toll the bell
Your favorite rapper overwhelmed his beats ain't safe they're on my cell
Angel wings but spawned from Hell i got the drive like a V12
Ouu, thats yo girl? yea i havent saved her number still
I just sent a text, i went over
And yo bitch is ugly, when im sober
Concepts are my kicks, black tee on my shoulders
Aint seen Shaun like this? man i thought i told ya
Pulled up in the back my blunt in hand i'm blowin thraxx
Im blowin gas, this the type of shit that leave you on your ass
Take a hit then blow it in his face
Then i hit em with the backhand leave his jawbone outta place
Fuckd you say? fuck you mean?
All i know, how to win, never lost, second string
You don't play, i don't play, difference is im in the game
Difference is that you complain, difference is i use my pain
Elevate i'll never break so who gon play this game?
Ay, this shit way too wavy, ay this shit way too crazy
Ay, all about the pay stub, so its fuck you pay me
He say i'm a pinche cabron bitch got me on replay i know
Make her hit Alicia high notes thats why she say he a psycho
Credits
Writer(s): Shaun Vyse
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