Bad Boys II

TFN Badboyz like Martin and Will
What you gon do
She poppin pills and bro poppin seals
Howie Mandel I can give you a deal
Cause we got them both
Me and Patty just like Tommy and Ghost
Bro keep a K I be callin him coach
Them boys asthmatic can't handle the smoke
Made her my number one she got a throat
Might put a ring on it sike nah I'm tweakin
You know how I get when I pop me a bean
I'm on the scene
Bag it up add it up stack it up that's the routine
I wrap it up give a fuck if she bad as fuck
Dont know that hoe I can't tell if she clean
I keep a tight end on all of my plays like I'm Andy Reed
That's how I'm runnin the team
I'm seein too many Indians actin like chiefs
I'm seein too many youngins all over the gram who be flashin a g
Knowin damn well that that's bread for the plug
That you owe him for frontin ya ass for a weak
But I'm just coolin and sippin this tea
See what they doin it couldn't be me
Hm fuck it I'm movin in peace

Never spent more than I'm making
We in the coupe going ape shit
Patty like Freddy then I guess I'm going Jason
Better have my money before I lose my patience
They say you getting bread what basis
Account and your pockets look vacant
You can look at my fit and just tell what I'm making
Alhamdulillah that I wasn't born basic

Never spent more than I'm making
We in the coupe going ape shit
Patty like Freddy then I guess I'm going Jason
Better have my money before I lose my patience
They say you getting bread what basis
Account and your pockets look vacant
You can look at my fit and just tell what I'm making
Alhamdulillah that I wasn't born basic

They ain't as hot as they claiming they are
Hm where is the bar
That shit in hell they ain't on par
Pat on the track they gone pound the alarm
You know my fit cost a leg and an arm
Thrill on my tip off the strength of the charm
She wanna give me a taste in the car
Dick and her throat had the friendliest spar
All that pillow taking almost put your boy in a coffin
Look what I gross from my pockets
My wallet been Covid coughing
They got your brother you crying
Do something other than harp it
If Uzi brawling then I jump in like I'm Keke and Corbin
I'm an idol so they copy what I do like Simon says
You can get dropped for popping that sweet shit out your neck like you a Pez
Tryna get chains and foreigns exchange I treat the dealers like they Fez
They throw x up like they Dez yall need to lay up off them meds man
Got a Salvadoran I put her on to Waffle House
Woadie caught a line and I don't mean for fish or waffles now
Water my surroundings think I might link up with cobblepot
Me and normal mixing like some oil in a water pot



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Writer(s): Patrick Wilson
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