BADDEST B*TCH BOY Lyrics

Work that bread, you can put it on the wishlist

Everyone you know, you can put that on the hit-list

Tiger blood is flowing, you be feeling super vicious

Thirteen lucky numbers, you be feeling superstitious aye

I can see you boy, I'm feeling maniacal aye

Falsified your whole identity a while ago aye

Who can take it? Who can fake the look that's on their face? uh

In this race, it's the blood you're about to taste

Living life like we're running through the motions

Every time like we're fucking with the bullshit

Imma be the baddest bitch boy

And I'm never gonna be like the boy you've been dreaming of

Fear is only a mind-controlling flesh machine of a figure yeah

Reap and sow all the broken homes you fucked for pulling the trigger yeah

Lambs still fucking quiet, human brains that's the diet

This is still just the pilot, looking good you should try it

You don't come up to me, yuh yuh, don't you fuck with the team yeah

Everybody got their dreams yeah, but you're still counting the sheep

Some days I still don't believe and I'm all out of my tricks up the sleeve

Scissorhands I'll make them bleed, cutting motherfuckers like its AGT

Dressing sharp like Bundy, it could be far worse if you shot me some money you know why?

A sack of trash that would avoid all of his taxes

And still tax us as he cracks us like they think they do in Texas you know

Nothing like losing touch to your feelings

Or going kamikaze all in for the killing

I got blood all the way to the ceiling

And that's the turning of our heroes to villains ah

Living life like we're running through the motions

Every time like we're fucking with the bullshit

Imma be the baddest bitch boy

And I'm never gonna be like the boy you've been dreaming of

Don't test me yuh

You 'gon live your darkest nightmare if you piss me off

And look at me, I'll haunt your dreams and now you're finally gonna see

Why I'm never gonna be like the boy you've been dreaming of

Yeah yeah yeah

(Let's go, let's go, get that shit, get that shit)

Play my heart like a broke guitar, make me laugh like Kevin Heart you know

Catch my eyes from across the bar, and let me see the real dork you are

In the bedroom, she's a real movie star, she 'gon play the part

Win an Oscar from the foster home, once she shut out her own mother oh

She just 'gon do everything like anything, finesse a man out a promise ring

C'mon Joe Exotic she a Tiger King, she still crazy, thought that was my thing

Leave the bubble up, she still typing

"But why does nobody like me?"

You know why, remember that time we went to buy you things?

And don't you even fucking think about spreading bullshit on no Instagram and no Twitter

Don't be pissy since you crazy and I know you still feel bitter, winner chicken dinner

You're still lusting over me, I see there must be something about me you see baby yuh yuh

Motherfucker can you text me? Show me why you'd be the best thing

Instead of fucking up and throwing daggers in my back and just keeping me guessing

Dressing up to impress me, dressing up just to stress me

I led a trip and now I'm pouring patterns in my mind and I'm just here to show your wild side

Living life like we're running through the motions

Every time like we're fucking with the bullshit

Imma be the baddest bitch boy

And I'm never gonna be like the boy you've been dreaming of

Don't test me yuh

You 'gon live your darkest nightmare if you piss me off

And look at me, I'll haunt your dreams and now you're finally gonna see

Why I'm never gonna be like the boy you've been dreaming of

Living life like we're running through the motions

Every time like we're fucking with the bullshit

Imma be the baddest bitch boy

And I'm never gonna be like the boy you've been dreaming of

And everything I've spent to build my towering creation (When the walls come down)

Imma be the baddest bitch boy

And I'm never gonna be like the boy you've been dreaming of

Oh my god

I feel like, I feel like the summer

Oo Oo Oo Ahhh

I'm feeling so braggadocios, my fangs are sharp they're ferocious

Still listening to Frank Ocean, eating kosher

It's closure, and maintaining my composure

You see me walking down the street and think "he's a bitch, fuck him over" yuh

Calling all my bad boys aye

We 'gon turn this Earth into a mad world aye, it's the mad house yay

Let it be, now you're finally gonna see

Why I'm never gonna be like the boy you've been dreaming of

Dream again, dream again, dream again, dream again

Dream again, dream again, dream again, dream again

Keep dreaming, keep dreaming, keep dreaming all night long

Keep dreaming, keep dreaming, keep dreaming, keep dreaming