Bad Intentions Lyrics

Pill popping drac toting bro got bad intentions

Stab off v-8 wide body can't have a witness

Talking crazy on the net thinking ain't no consequences

Getting racks you probably in the crib crying in your feelings

Meanwhile I'm out getting to it trying to touch a million

Can't speak to another girl this bitch be trippin

Eleven hundred on the jeans boy you don't know the denim

Ten bands in them same pockets you don't know the feeling

Shoes came off white yea they Virgil made

Imma keep stacking the gang gone be forever paid

Cartier glasses Amiri jeans I then took your bae

You broke capping in your raps boy we is not the same

Hell naw I can't think I got ms on my brain

Your mans making money but you not you don't think that's strange

Big motion, money coming in from 10 different ways

If we down two limitless range be on hall of fame

Yea, I be quick to up the score

He not coming out side then I'm kicking down his door

Care about certain shit, but it's forever fuck a hoe

I be out in Saks spent like 20 on some fucking clothes

On some light shit, the whole Gang toting blick nigga they don't fight shit

Pill popping drac toting bro got bad intentions

Stab off v-8 wide body can't have a witness

Talking crazy on the net thinking ain't no consequences

Getting racks you probably in the crib crying in your feelings

Meanwhile I'm out getting to it trying to touch a million

Can't speak to another girl this bitch be trippin

Eleven hundred on the jeans boy you don't know the denim

Ten bands in them same pockets you don't know the feeling

If I hear it's up, then i'm jumping like I'm Clyde Drexler

White Moncler out here looking like a damn professor

You got wrinkles in your bills I can see that you stressing

Hold on, that's your bitch that's texting

Little bro a beat on you who the fuck you think you checking

I'll make seven bands before you clock in at seven

Better get your mans for talking crazy bro get sent to heaven

Got the juice now, yea I be out here everfreshing