Bad(Fiend) Lyrics

Yeah I want it bad

Yeah I gotta have it

I'm so-I'm so bad with my habits

I'm so bad

Throw it in the-throw it in the-throw it in the trash

I'm so bad, fill manila envelopes all up with dirty cash

Let-let me take a stab

Let me take-let me take a-let me take a half

I'm so I'm-I'm-I'm so

What you need I could snag it

If I don't got what you seek my man gon' have it

Don't matter what you want, like DMT my man extract it

And I've been coughing up a lung, smoke too much tree I got bad habits

I gotta fiend off of that shit, she a fiend I hit her once now she been pleading me to smash it

You want a piece go and grab it, me and Taz just blew a couple G's out in Manhattan

Was going down the wrong path

Spiraled up was down bad

Late nights at the tracks

Jester wear a hat

Ion cry man I laugh

Don't run from your past

Let-let it come back

Let-let me in-let me in the back

Check-check me if-check me if I'm bad

Catch-catch me if you-catch me if you can

Yeah I want it bad

Yeah I gotta have it

I'm so-I'm so bad with my habits

I'm so bad

Throw it in the-throw it in the-throw it in the trash

I'm so bad, fill manila envelopes all up with dirty cash

Let-let me take a stab

Let me take-let me take a-let me take a half

I'm so I'm-I'm-I'm so

When I leave my bros I tell 'em I love 'em

My bro told me she's a skeezer, can't even believe he had to tell me leave her and dub her

Man that hoe straight fiending for some weed and some money (check it)

Rich kid, I still stick to the gutters

Not like them white folks that stick to the suburbs

I'm like that light toast, lil golden-brown from the heat I was under

I ain't from round, but I'm down this ain't a fleece it's a bubble (get me)

If you ain't got it don't stress it, you ain't got it to flex it

I'm trained to spot a synthetic, know rocks like Evanescence

Don't think I'll ever learn my lesson I need my seventh heaven

I'll burn off the ends of my extensions like clips in the trenches