Bad Boy
I been round I swear a nigga don't know me
Ay
Ay, Uh
I been round I swear a nigga don't know me
These niggas they bitches I gotta keep composure
Knew he was creep before that nigga showed me
I'm in my bag now on they ass now
Double R I can't even sleep until that pack out
Devil's advocate I swear I been the bad guy
I'm a seller bitch I sell shit
I'm a bad boy
Wonder why your bitch wan fuck with me?
I'm that boy
Keep my distance often niggas iffy
And i'm a cobra i identify when niggas hissing
Meet the ends we couldn't do it had to make a way
Most these niggas show fake love gon smile up in your face
Howdy fucking doo bitch
Test his luck that nigga stupid
News reports got shit to do with
Never alone never i'm pressed
I meant impressed but I swear i'm not pressed
Take my time this shit can't drop yet
My bitch sleep don't knock yet
They don't know the process
I don't sleep I watch the clock spin
Talk that real shit ain't just rapping
And my songs in your bitch captions
Niggas claimed they bitched me
Swear to god these niggas false they capping
I get in get out and handle shit and they don't know what happened
Nigga I don't even like beef I just protect myself that's all I know
All of these bitches they creep they at your dawg and that's just how it go
And I peeped these niggas pussy let their privates show
And they thinking that nobody know
Ay
Ay, Uh
I been round I swear a nigga don't know me
These niggas they bitches I gotta keep composure
Knew he was creep before that nigga showed me
I'm in my bag now on they ass now
Double R I can't even sleep until that pack out
Devil's advocate I swear I been the bad guy
I'm a seller bitch I sell shit
I'm a bad boy
Wonder why your bitch wan fuck with me?
I'm that boy
Keep my distance often niggas iffy
And i'm a cobra i identify when niggas hissing
Meet the ends we couldn't do it had to make a way
Most these niggas show fake love gon smile up in your face
Howdy fucking doo bitch
Test his luck that nigga stupid
News reports got shit to do with
Never alone never i'm pressed
I meant impressed but I swear i'm not pressed
Take my time this shit can't drop yet
My bitch sleep don't knock yet
They don't know the process
I don't sleep I watch the clock spin
Talk that real shit ain't just rapping
And my songs in your bitch captions
Niggas claimed they bitched me
Swear to god these niggas false they capping
I get in get out and handle shit and they don't know what happened
Nigga I don't even like beef I just protect myself that's all I know
All of these bitches they creep they at your dawg and that's just how it go
And I peeped these niggas pussy let their privates show
And they thinking that nobody know
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Writer(s): Roshad Reid
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