Bad! Lyrics

If he keep fronting I guarantee he catch a backhand

In a foreign truck doing donuts like I'm Pacman

Used to run the Buc with my brothas way back then

Now we got the club jumping up doing back flips

And the crib lit man our block got too much traffic

I'm in the party like bro turn on Drake on my sad shit

Cause it's really sad how y'all niggas think y'all match this

Yeah y'all down bad but I'm bad Michael Jackson

Slide with the drip like I spilled it

I was bout to poker but she way too much to deal with

She got to love God more than me and that's on script script

Know it's more to life than some pussy I ain't no dip stick

But she can get wet all on the tip and so I still hit

Addicted to the very thing that kill me its the illest

I'm just being real this whole life is a guilt trip

Swear that y'all want the truth until the moment He reveal it

That's a fact

Uhh uhh

What was that aye

I just got distracted

Yeah

Okay I'm back

If you looking for who it like we play tag this where it's at

Okay

I'm built unique like really out the box and in the bag okay

Y'all looking for a way up out the hood I got the nav okay

I can't take a nap until the Sabbath that's on Saturday

We still waking up but we be tired don't go back to sleep

Man I promise I hear all them voices that them pastors preach about

Okay, no cap alright

Life a fine a woman that get freaky

Life a pastor wife

I don't go to Church cause I can't find it

Not cause I don't like it

Y'all be sinning every single moment acting like you righteous

I be sinning but I speak the truth with little faith to guide it

Like how we'll slide down yo street if that's the play rewind it

God told me son don't you thing He catching any body

Anybody step up in His way gone catch they own body

I don't recommend you try Him

No surprises

If he keep fronting I guarantee he catch a backhand

In a foreign truck doing donuts like I'm Pacman

Used to run the Buc with my brothas way back then

Now we got the club jumping up doing back flips

And the crib lit man our block got too much traffic

I'm in the party like bro turn on Drake on my sad shit

Cause it's really sad how y'all niggas think y'all match this

Yeah y'all down bad but I'm bad Michael Jackson

Okay