Bad

Alcohol, yeah I'm hazy
You a bitch, yeah lazy
The fuck you doing
Yeah you so crazy
The fuck we coolin
Oh my god this shit brazy

I been going bad, going bad, going bad (Bad)
You getting sad (Yeah)

Yeah this mans tryna shoot
Grab my neck and bop my tooth
Didn't throw came from the booth
I just want the fuckin truth
This mans 45 oh my god I'm alive
I am 17 he dipped the scene
That shit that no one seen
Except my guys
Refract the lies we get them ties
We get them dies ain't hear no cries yeah
But that's besides the god damn size yeah
Oh I realize my act implies yeah
We just kids yeah chick and fries yeah
But I want my rise oh my supplies yeah
Oh

What you know
Where you go
Where that bag how it grow
You all slack yeah I know
You ain't black oh did I know
That shit wack I'll fuck yo hoe

Alcohol, yeah I'm hazy
You a bitch, yeah lazy
The fuck you doing
Yeah you so crazy
The fuck we coolin
Oh my god this shit brazy

I been going bad, going bad, going bad (Bad)
You getting sad (Yeah)

I spitting like that loom
Oh so wavy, oh so groom
You so crazy that's yo tomb
This yo bitch and now she vroom
Yeah she vroom she in my room
Ain't no static ain't no boom
I just need a fucking cough
One more bar to set them off
Yeah they waving all the prof
LA moving where my loft
Fuck that shit I'm with my chop
I'm with the gang and then I drop
One get pop all the shit we drop
We flood the scene we lift the screen
With the team we split em clean
I'll run yo life yeah flip the gleam
We want the same yeah fuck the dream
For this life I will not seam
I stay chosen yeah in that green
Oh

You gon bop
We set the clock
She gon drop
Yeah I'm gon rock
Yeah I'm gon stop



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Writer(s): Maximus Deboard
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