Bad

I'm in trance
Man I'm walking off a bottle I might dash
I be lurking I be creeping hit tha gas
Shotty only fucking wit me cuz I'm bad
Now she mad cuz I'm slippin out tha motherfucking back

Man I'm walking off a bottle I might dash
I be lurking I be creeping hit tha gas
Shotty only fucking wit me cuz I'm bad
Now she mad, cuz she know I'm tha best she ever had

You can hate me
I aint give a fuck
Man I took the whole bottle what a fucking rush

And she still here
And we sippin yuh
And we fucking she a keeper till I fuck it up

I'm in trance
Man I'm skating off a bottle Ima dash
I might crash hit a crack going fast

And I'm thrashed
Cuz I'm smashed
I be drippin like sum WAP real fast

Yung slothy in tha back
With the homies from tha rags
With sum homies wit a strap
With no phonies and no cap

I be loyal to my fans
I ain't loyal to no bands
Fuck wit him and catch sum hands Ima square up for my mans

I ain't really give a fuck about a thing
I seen bodies overdose from a fling
I been sipping off tha Henny ima fiend
I'm a better man than I should've been

Why you sigh why you fly why you die
Why did no one ever see all the signs
Ima die ima die ima die
But I ain't finna let it be a suicide

I'm in trance
Man I'm walking off a bottle I might dash
I be lurking I be creeping hit tha gas
Shotty only fucking wit me cuz I'm bad
Now she mad cuz I'm slippin out tha motherfucking back

Man I'm walking off a bottle I might dash
I be lurking I be creeping hit tha gas
Shotty only fucking wit me cuz I'm bad
Now she mad, cuz she know I'm tha best she ever had



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Writer(s): Anthony Brach
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