Bad Guy

Wake up in the morning getting faded
Bitch it's 10am n I'm already rollin off the rim,
Day drinking, got yo babymomma with me, n she twerking ass naked
Bitch nigga back back, before we hop out with that Mac
Stuffin woods molly ecstasy been gone off them drugs,
I fuck it up, yakman juss keep refilling my cup,
I take chances mixing liquors, hopin ion ever throw up,
I break hearts, pick n choosin bitches, won't ever get enough
I get money thumbin through these hunnids, gimme paper cuts
I been switching in n out of lanes, won't ever get jammed up
Free my brudda, that's my fuckin nigga, we be really turnt up,
Fuck the goofies, they some fuckin Rudys internet ass clowns,
Say get at me, bitch I want the static, long clip it aint jammin,
He a stepper but won't drop his addy
Don't make us catch you in traffic
Youse a bitch say you with the shits, don't make a nigga expose you
Pockets fat, They on peter griffin, fuck wrong with these hoes,
Phones ringing, blinging blinging, I decline all of them calls,
I be tweaking, bones be twitchin
Need to lay off of them drugs, niggas mad for no reason,
Like I done fucked off with they girl
These hoes be for everybody anyways

Callin niggas out like the umpire,
Niggas mad go out sad then it's shots fired,
I drive too fast, act a ass, I be too wild,
No mask up the glizzy, think he wanna be cool now, ugh
I use to be broke, I stack it up now,
I came from nothing, I a never have my handout,
Get to this money, run a muck, n please don't make me fan it out
Only takin risky routes, we a turn up in a drought.

Love it fast, only when it affects the bag,
Don't lose count, cause ima make you recount it then count again,
We spin it then spin again, i fuck her then fuck her friend
No loyalty amongst men, won't trust em not even kin
Wait a minute what's the business you talkin millions
I'm tryin to hear it, where do I sign,
What poor soul do I gotta put on the line,
Long as it aint mines
I'm lookin our for number 1 everything I do I do it for us
I from the jungle ima lion n I'll eat you for lunch
I see the signs, I can tell you a chump,
Really ainn built tough as you thought,
Really can't walk it out how you talk, now you really gotta stand up,
You a bitch but we knew that, get shot you a victim,
Press play what's the issue,
You not really tryin to take it there is you,
You not really tryin to step is you,
You really think im mad about a bitch I use to nut into,
You some kinda stupid ainn you

Callin niggas out like the umpire,
Niggas mad go out sad then it's shots fired,
I drive too fast, act a ass, I be too wild,
No mask up the glizzy, think he wanna be cool now, ugh
I use to be broke, I stack it up now,
I came from nothing, I a never have my handout,
Get to this money, run a muck, n please don't make me fan it out
Only takin risky routes, we a turn up in a drought