ALL BAD ft. King Franco Lyrics

Ya that shit's clean bro

And I'm on CC

And I'm, And I'm

And I'm comin' for the 3 peat

That sound like

And I feel

And I feel like CP3

Yeah, yeah

Aye bitch you think you're all bad or what?

I'm badder than fuck

If you lookin' for me, I be in the cut

Packs in my backpack on the city bus

Ain't nobody ever make it from the city but

If there was a chance, then it probably would be us

You think you're all bad or what?

You think you're all bad or what?

Everybody in the city, always lookin' at me like

You think you're all bad or what?

I took your hyna, are you mad or what?

Pee-pee hearted, are you sad or what?

And then you ask me, if you think I'm all bad

And I'm like, bitch, I'm badder than fuck

I got Theraflu, cause they know I'm all sick

Even on the outside, they know that I'm all in

I'm just tryna get with you and them, baby

Then I leave my mark like a Lobo Louis paw print

I'ma do my dance, Guac Walk what you call this?

Plug said he fresh out of work, like he called in

And I ain't talkin' bout drugs, I'm talkin' bout love

Just like September, I'm fallin'

And I don't care what no baddie say

I just got her cross-legged, like she playin' patty cake

Yeah, I got a girl who like girls, and that girl said

Where the girls at? And they yellin', over thaddie way

If you lookin' for me, I be in the cut

Packs in my backpack on the city bus

Ain't nobody ever make it from the city but

If there was a chance, then it probably would be us

You think you're all bad or what?

You think you're all bad or what?

Everybody in the city, always lookin' at me like

You think you're all bad or what?

Look, when that pressure on, I can never budge

Middle finger to the haters, can't forget the judge

I always hold my own, but never hold a grudge

They be hatin' just because I'm at they head like a brush

I gotta watch my back, and I gotta watch the front

Niggas want that smoke to they get mixed with these runts

Ain't about a dollar, then what we gon' discuss

They couldn't keep me down, now they mad I'm goin' up

I hear it all the time, you think you all bad or what?

No one made it from the city, but you know it's gon' be us

Shawty on my line, said she tryin' to keep in touch

She a eater and a munch, she wanna leave for brunch

Man, she thick as hell with all that junk in her trunk

I fuck her like I love her, like I ain't seen her in months

I hit her like a blunt, I had her tappin' out

Got my foot on they neck, bro, ask around

They was laughin' then, but they ain't laughin' now

I be schoolin' these rappers, no cap, no gown

Had to get it out the mud, and off the ground

On the road to riches, and I took the money route

I be bag chasin', I need a big amount

I'ma cash out before I ever crash out

All money in and no money out

Had to hustle like I'm Nip, just to make it out

I'm from Albuquerque where you know it go down

Had to hit Santa Fe, with Alexx Cloud

I just hit the Za, and now I'm on the clouds

You think you're all bad, yeah, like a stepchild

Couldn't walk in my shoes, not even walk a mile

Don't let the smile fool you, I'll hawk you down

Ain't talkin' about the money, what we talkin' about

We be outside while you be in the house, gang

If you lookin' for me, I be in the cut

Packs in my backpack on the city bus

Ain't nobody ever make it from the city but

If there was a chance, then it probably would be us

You think you're all bad or what?

You think you're all bad or what?

Everybody in the city, always lookin' at me like

You think you're all bad or what?