Bad Lil Junt
(Lil Chris Productionz)
(Aw yeah, I'm fucking with her, fasho)
(Bad lil junt)
Chasing a check when it's sunny, know she don't need no nigga for nun
She don't talk to niggas for fun, don't like niggas that ain't getting no money
She keep a knife and a gun, strip a lot but she gotta feed her son
Pretty petite, hair, nails on fleek, ouuwee she a bad lil junt
And she having shit, LV come by the bag and shit, (Yeah)
Be on some classy shit from the hood so she can get ratchet quick
Chanel shoes and she bought 'em herself, she don't never ask for shit
Mouth smart she sassy, but I told mama that I think she raised a bad lil bitch
Yeah I fuck with her she real, barely even smoke she don't pop no pills
Turn around, look, I drill, bad lil bitch when she walk in heels
Fuckin' with the way she feel, nigga run up on me, she gone get that kill
Everybody at her top, but she on my jock, she bad for real (Bad for real)
Fuckin' with me is a plus, I hop out the truck, and shoot it up just for my love
Know I'ma go it's a must, it ain't no discuss or talking we get it in blood
My baby know I'ma bust, go out like a thug, a nigga play with what I trusr
That love shit got me damaged
Know the XD come in handy
I see the police and vanish (where they at?)
She put the dope in her panties
Either way that we go understand it
I know I love my baby like Granny
She gone pull up if anything happen
Never lied, I know she ain't cappin'
She gone ride, with her I won't crash
Never lied, I told you she bad
Chasing a check when it's sunny, know she don't need no nigga for nun
She don't talk to niggas for fun, don't like niggas that ain't getting no money
She keep a knife and a gun, strip a lot but she gotta feed her son
Pretty petite, hair nails on fleek, ouuwee she a bad lil junt
And she having shit, LV come by the bag and shit, (Yeah)
Be on some classy shit from the hood so she can get ratchet quick
Chanel shoes and she bought 'em herself, she don't never ask for shit
Mouth smart she sassy, but I told mama that I think she raised a bad lil bitch
(Told mama I think she raised a bad lil bitch)
(Mouth smart she sassy, but I told mama that I think she raised a bad lil bitch and I love her)
(I trust her, she a bad lil bitch and I love her)
(I trust her, she a bad lil bitch)
(Aw yeah, I'm fucking with her, fasho)
(Bad lil junt)
Chasing a check when it's sunny, know she don't need no nigga for nun
She don't talk to niggas for fun, don't like niggas that ain't getting no money
She keep a knife and a gun, strip a lot but she gotta feed her son
Pretty petite, hair, nails on fleek, ouuwee she a bad lil junt
And she having shit, LV come by the bag and shit, (Yeah)
Be on some classy shit from the hood so she can get ratchet quick
Chanel shoes and she bought 'em herself, she don't never ask for shit
Mouth smart she sassy, but I told mama that I think she raised a bad lil bitch
Yeah I fuck with her she real, barely even smoke she don't pop no pills
Turn around, look, I drill, bad lil bitch when she walk in heels
Fuckin' with the way she feel, nigga run up on me, she gone get that kill
Everybody at her top, but she on my jock, she bad for real (Bad for real)
Fuckin' with me is a plus, I hop out the truck, and shoot it up just for my love
Know I'ma go it's a must, it ain't no discuss or talking we get it in blood
My baby know I'ma bust, go out like a thug, a nigga play with what I trusr
That love shit got me damaged
Know the XD come in handy
I see the police and vanish (where they at?)
She put the dope in her panties
Either way that we go understand it
I know I love my baby like Granny
She gone pull up if anything happen
Never lied, I know she ain't cappin'
She gone ride, with her I won't crash
Never lied, I told you she bad
Chasing a check when it's sunny, know she don't need no nigga for nun
She don't talk to niggas for fun, don't like niggas that ain't getting no money
She keep a knife and a gun, strip a lot but she gotta feed her son
Pretty petite, hair nails on fleek, ouuwee she a bad lil junt
And she having shit, LV come by the bag and shit, (Yeah)
Be on some classy shit from the hood so she can get ratchet quick
Chanel shoes and she bought 'em herself, she don't never ask for shit
Mouth smart she sassy, but I told mama that I think she raised a bad lil bitch
(Told mama I think she raised a bad lil bitch)
(Mouth smart she sassy, but I told mama that I think she raised a bad lil bitch and I love her)
(I trust her, she a bad lil bitch and I love her)
(I trust her, she a bad lil bitch)
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