Bad Press Lyrics

I swear to God, niggas really been crownin' theyself

Thinkin' they really it, boys out here clownin' theyself

Boy, get your ass up out that booth, somebody find me a belt

It's about time that he hang it up or somebody find him a shelf

You smokin' coke, top five, you in nobodies

You be laid up like a hoe, you top five for most bodies

You ain't made for this rap shit you ain't got no more hobbies

Only time it was ever givin' top, it was sloppy, yeah

I been a bigger nigga too long, I wear a XS

Beg for the number, nigga, swear I gave him access

I'll have niggas up and down your block like a plaid dress

It's time to get straight to the point, fuck the bad press

You can take all the showers you want, you still a nasty bitch

Anytime Christian Li on set it's givin' classy shit

You better off passin' that baton, ain't no passin' this

Stay in your place, boo, you belong with the average

Pick any beat, niggas know what I do

One time to ever name drop, watch how fast I'm in the stu

Not the soup bitch the booth

Eat the mic like it's dinner, might have to fuck around and shoot

Up the club, if your nigga jump in my DMs again

Tellin' me that I'm cute

I might fuck around and fuck em' cut him off

Put that nigga on mute

Yeah, he keep callin' and textin

None of that shit gon' come through

I got a nigga wishin' my niggas

None of that shit gon' come true

Ooh, freak bitch, best believe it

Tell him, sit it on my face

Yeah, poppy let me eat it

He gon' always let me come first

Yeah, I'm his little prefix

If I let him come deep, he in my ear like

You gon' keep it

I'll settle down

Yeah, nigga, you the reason

Every night he home before 12

And I can have the weekends

Let my nigga get a piece of mind

Then he started cheatin', got him pissed

I pulled a you on you, now he hardly speakin

You smokin' coke, top five, you in nobodies

You be laid up like a hoe, you top five for most bodies

You ain't made for this rap shit

You ain't got no more hobbies

Only time he was ever givin' top

It was sloppy, ooh

I been a bigger nigga too long, I wear XS

Beg for the number, nigga, swear I gave him access

I had niggas up and down this block like a plaid dress

It's time to get straight to the point

Fuck the bad press

Yeah, fuck the bad press

It is what the fuck it is

And I'm on all that

You smokin' coke, yeah