Bad Boy

歌詞

(Yo Pi'erre you wanna come out here?) Yeah Will Smith and Martin Lawrence I'm a bad boy Went and got off my ass and got to the cash and got in my bag boy Please don't think it's sweet I stay with the heat even though I'm a sad boy You better watch the way you breathe around me 'fore that breath be your last boy I've been drinking red rasp' boy I've been trappin' all these birds McCoy Newborn baby my Richard Mille nine months ooh Overseas hundreds gettin' bitch croissants Wrecked the GT-R I love to crash cars I'm a bad boy so I got a bad broad Futuristic rides imported from Mars Smith & Wesson 45 put a hole in his heart Better not play with me killers they stay with me your bitty lay with me She fell in love with my ice yeah the hockey rink Ain't come to kick it I'm not on the soccer team Knew I would make it it's part of my prophecy Raf Simons match my Prada jeans I'ma do the dash get to the bag ain't no one as bad as me Will Smith and Martin Lawrence I'm a bad boy Went and got off my ass and got to the cash and got in my bag boy Please don't think it's sweet I stay with the heat even though I'm a sad boy You better watch the way you breathe around me 'fore that breath be your last boy I've been drinking red rasp' boy I've been trappin' all these birds McCoy Newborn baby my Richard Mille nine months ooh Overseas hundreds gettin' bitch croissants Sticky sticky Ricky I smoke Skittles not no sticky (Sticky) I shot at his mommy now he no longer mention me You say you want smoke and I've been comin' down the chimney You got' barbecue your bitches I'm so fried and they crispy I had on Margielas when I shot at the cunt (Murk) Act like you want war and they gon' smoke you like a blunt I'm just keeping it real with ya I’m just bein' blunt Porsche Carrera got the pipes out the back like a skunk yeah Skrrt-skrrt Skrrt-skrrt That's just the sound of the 'Vette (Skrrt) I keep me the 'Vette (Skrrt) I keep me a text (Skrrt) I read your message (Skrrt) I bust on her chest (Skrrt) I made a mess (Skrrt) I hope for the best (Skrrt) gold like a chest (Skrrt) I be the best (Skrrt) I got the neck (Skrrt) I can turn a check (Skrrt) live like Project X Will Smith and Martin Lawrence I'm a bad boy Went and got off my ass and got to the cash and got in my bag boy Please don't think it's sweet I stay with the heat and even though I'm a sad boy You better watch the way you breathe around me 'fore that breath be your last boy I've been drinking red rasp' boy I've been trappin' all these birds McCoy Newborn baby my Richard Mille nine months ooh Overseas hundreds gettin' bitch croissants (Yeah)