Bad Boy

I could name 4,5,6 niggas that keep watching my pockets
(Pocket watchers)
Fuck with me I'll show you my rocket
I'm going so hard I'll never ever stop it

I'm not the type to just let shit slide
(Nah)
I'll get all the money I can before I die
If you don't go after what you want, you will never thrive

So you want a bad boy
(Shawty want a bad boy)
So you want a trapper
(She want a trapper)
So you want a nigga with 5, 6 figures
I'll be on that soon cause I'm a money flipper

So you want a bad boy
So you want a hustler
(Shawty want a hustler)

If I buy something best believe imma flip it
The money don't sleep so I'll never ever quit it

Don't get in a car with me if you gon scream every time do that dash
You call me toxic cause when I driving I'm always counting cash
(HEY)

I'll punch a nigga in his mouth if he talking about your past
The past never happened so it's time to surpass
I can't listen to nobody if they broke with no money stashed
(Hell nah)

Most these people leeches hit them with the gat
You want me cause you seeing that I'm all that
I'll make you smile and beat it for a while
I make you mad cause I don't answer your dial
(Yeah)

How you deal with me I question that
Your friends telling you don't give him a child
You don't know how to react
You wondering how I smile cause you know my lifestyle wild

So you want a bad boy
So you want trapper
(She want a trapper)
You gon have to deal with niggas come through with guns to protect your favorite rapper

So you want bad boy
So you want a nigga who won't take no shit
If a bitch owe you money tell me what you desire
Gasoline in a bottle that bitch house on fire

Running, running, running, running that's the life that I live
I can't post on social media cause I know a couple people watching it
Life on the edge you say you like it best
I don't got time for no other bitch so I already passed your test
When I come by you looking forward to the sex
(HEY)

I put three percs in my pineapple Fanta
Off the wine you turn into a dancer
You think she a good girl just cause she went to Stanford
(Nah, nah, nah)

She like the hustlers and gangster
She keep on calling me handsome
I'm a lion in the jungle and she say she's my panther
She said bad boy by Playoff is her anthem

I'm the type of nigga to blow smoke in the face of the judge who's bout to give me a cas
I'll have my shooters outside just in case
(Everybody duck)

Break a nigga window with my damn bat
Just cause he owe me some cash
Running from the cops I'm jumping on cars
(Yeah)
This gas got me high I feel like I'm on mars
(Yeah)

I'm tryna live my life
No I won't die
Sorry baby if I made you cry
You know what you signed up for I ain't telling no lies
Yes baby I did do that crime
To the cops imma need you to lie
If you my down bitch, show that shit
Your reward would be be rubbing that clit

I can't relax
So much ways to make money in this World I can't even cap
(No, No, No)

Baby, sit on my lap
It's been a long day, flipping shit
Now I want you to arch that back

Yeah
Playoff

It's just you and me now