She Bad
Skeffrey Summer, nigga
Stackin' up pape so long I need a stash house
You can't do that hangin' with them boys, that like the crash out
Niggas that be tryna go on missions like the rat out
We the Jenga boys, the way we like to bring the stack out
Don't ask me what we be on
But you can ask anytime you need a nigga gone
My bitch is timeless, put her in the Sloan
I'm one-of-one, nigga, I cannot clone
The way that I been feelin', I'm the top pick
The way I only see green, I can't stop shit
Tryna lob my niggas in, John Stockton
Mile-high club, gettin' brain in the cockpit
Shit, that's on my bucket list
A waterbender when I pull up with a flooded wrist
Bitch, suck my dick sloppy, I still wanna kiss
Run up on me quick and give your mama somebody to miss
I'm not violent, I'm just talkin' shit
You need a stylist or a pilot to be fly as this
I throw on random shit, I like it, still be nice with it
I can freestyle good, I still like to write the shit
It help me find a groove better
I'm really in a different bag, nigga, who better
Ole girl, kinda friendly, so the whole crew here
But one nigga tried to bag her ass, I told him, do better
Like, bro, you can't lock that down
Cause then you gotta worry about her when you not around
Anyways, there ain't a city out there that can match our style
We be talkin' shit back and forth like it's Wild N' Out
Yeah, and I'm that one fucker
This nigga thought I was gon' slide, he a dumb fucker
Got his bitch at my house and I'm gone stuff her
Send her back, got the load, then we all jumped him
Man, I'm analytical
These niggas think they on my level, laced with fentanyl
No cap, but I might wear a fitted, though
Bitch came for some dick, I hit and send her home
Bro, man, I got a sex problem
Good dick, so your pussy, might get stretched mommy
You suck my dick and it might get stuck in your neck, probably
But if I fuck you, can't be Aggie like a pest, mommy
Or them NCAT mufuckas
I want a scat, not a hellcat, mufucka
She tryna hate, but she a wide back mufucka
Bird bitch and I'ma fry that mufucka
Man, I'm too creative when I write this shit
It take a lot of brain, nigga, just to write like this
You mufuckas wanna hate, but I'm foulin shit
You wanna get up on the ground, I'ma fly and shit
Ooh, yeah, come and fuck with me
I went and nutted in the bitch, now she stuck with me
Man, really cant fuck with me
She a bad mama jama, I be lovin' her
Ooh, yeah, come and fuck with me
I went and nutted in the bitch, now she stuck with me
Man really cant fuck with me
She a bad mama jama I be lovin' her
Bad mama jama
Stackin' up pape so long I need a stash house
You can't do that hangin' with them boys, that like the crash out
Niggas that be tryna go on missions like the rat out
We the Jenga boys, the way we like to bring the stack out
Don't ask me what we be on
But you can ask anytime you need a nigga gone
My bitch is timeless, put her in the Sloan
I'm one-of-one, nigga, I cannot clone
The way that I been feelin', I'm the top pick
The way I only see green, I can't stop shit
Tryna lob my niggas in, John Stockton
Mile-high club, gettin' brain in the cockpit
Shit, that's on my bucket list
A waterbender when I pull up with a flooded wrist
Bitch, suck my dick sloppy, I still wanna kiss
Run up on me quick and give your mama somebody to miss
I'm not violent, I'm just talkin' shit
You need a stylist or a pilot to be fly as this
I throw on random shit, I like it, still be nice with it
I can freestyle good, I still like to write the shit
It help me find a groove better
I'm really in a different bag, nigga, who better
Ole girl, kinda friendly, so the whole crew here
But one nigga tried to bag her ass, I told him, do better
Like, bro, you can't lock that down
Cause then you gotta worry about her when you not around
Anyways, there ain't a city out there that can match our style
We be talkin' shit back and forth like it's Wild N' Out
Yeah, and I'm that one fucker
This nigga thought I was gon' slide, he a dumb fucker
Got his bitch at my house and I'm gone stuff her
Send her back, got the load, then we all jumped him
Man, I'm analytical
These niggas think they on my level, laced with fentanyl
No cap, but I might wear a fitted, though
Bitch came for some dick, I hit and send her home
Bro, man, I got a sex problem
Good dick, so your pussy, might get stretched mommy
You suck my dick and it might get stuck in your neck, probably
But if I fuck you, can't be Aggie like a pest, mommy
Or them NCAT mufuckas
I want a scat, not a hellcat, mufucka
She tryna hate, but she a wide back mufucka
Bird bitch and I'ma fry that mufucka
Man, I'm too creative when I write this shit
It take a lot of brain, nigga, just to write like this
You mufuckas wanna hate, but I'm foulin shit
You wanna get up on the ground, I'ma fly and shit
Ooh, yeah, come and fuck with me
I went and nutted in the bitch, now she stuck with me
Man, really cant fuck with me
She a bad mama jama, I be lovin' her
Ooh, yeah, come and fuck with me
I went and nutted in the bitch, now she stuck with me
Man really cant fuck with me
She a bad mama jama I be lovin' her
Bad mama jama
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Writer(s): Ashton Brandon
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