Lyrics to Bad Things
If I die today, I'ma die shining, hey
I know I can't die with this cake, so I'ma spend it, no rewinding
Just shot a nigga the other day, just ask Chaz, you think I'm lyin'
I go all out for my dawgs, you know I'm gon' ride for my dawgs
This a lot of water, nigga, deep feet
I got a carbon for ten, it'll repeat
Pull up in the hood if you wanna see me
A young nigga highly, serve the finest
Young nigga, I done dealt with the slimest
Niggas shoot out of shame, got stripes like a referee
Couple real niggas standin' next to me
Hey, I'm just tryna get some dollars, yeah
My bitch look like a model, yeah
Thirty thousand dollar problems
I can feel the vibes change
Niggas change as time change
Been a lot of bad things lately
Down on my ass, Lord, save me
You swear you tough, well show me
I swear these niggas police (I don't trust these niggas)
Undercover pressure havin' ass niggas, blow me
Hood hot like some lava
I wet the block up, the choppers sound like helicopter
Ever seen a nigga ass take his last breath?
At airports when I be by myself
Sleep schedule fucked up
Take these drugs to keep me up
Steady liquor fuckin' up my livers
Heart cold like the winter
Got dead guys, no Thriller
I swear I hate the month of December
These niggas be lyin' like Simba
Hey, I'm the kind to pull a slide in the rental
Quick to pull the five, bitch, I'm out of my mental
I throw my shades on like I'm Stevie
I ain't tryna be bool, I don't want 'em to see me
I'm ridin' through the hood, it's just me and Lil GG
Smoke a nigga at the red light
Gotta make sure them babies in the bed at night, ayy (Me and my niggas gon' make it home)
'Cause 'round my way ('Round here)
Crime pays (Nah, for real), yeah yeah yeah
Oh, y'all need to do somethin'? Oh y'all can do some shit for me right now. Quit tryna steal my swag! Ayy, I got, um, what's it called gon' make it to. I'ma put Bugs lil' drop she did. She did the shit like, "Uncle Chaz, do you love me? Are you riding?" Then she just started mumbling like a motherfucker. Hell yeah, she just sent it out the blue, like what the fuck you did that?
Alright, alright, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah. That's all bute and all that, boy, yeah, but, I got you on, I got you- (Man, fuck all that) I got you on mic for my shit, I got you on mic for my shit right now, recordin', you know what I'm sayin'? Pop your shit. Pop your shit. (Oh cool, good, 'cause I'm gettin' a video drop.) Pop your shit!
Ayy, yeah, man, niggas already know what the fuck goin' on, fuck goin' on, man. 44 Jordan in this motherfucker, man. Free me 'til that shit backwards, man. (Man, you been locked up two weeks.) You already know what it is, man, Dirt Gang or no gang, man
Ayy, hold up, do that again, bro, this ain't... Ayy, don't fuck up my shit, man. Do that again, pop your shit
Alright, hey, man, you know what the fuck goin' on, man. 44 Jordan in this motherfucker, man. Free me 'til that shit backwards, man. 4 years, no tears, and you already know Dirt Gang or don't bang, nigga. 808 the motherfuckin' Mafia, nigga
I know I can't die with this cake, so I'ma spend it, no rewinding
Just shot a nigga the other day, just ask Chaz, you think I'm lyin'
I go all out for my dawgs, you know I'm gon' ride for my dawgs
This a lot of water, nigga, deep feet
I got a carbon for ten, it'll repeat
Pull up in the hood if you wanna see me
A young nigga highly, serve the finest
Young nigga, I done dealt with the slimest
Niggas shoot out of shame, got stripes like a referee
Couple real niggas standin' next to me
Hey, I'm just tryna get some dollars, yeah
My bitch look like a model, yeah
Thirty thousand dollar problems
I can feel the vibes change
Niggas change as time change
Been a lot of bad things lately
Down on my ass, Lord, save me
You swear you tough, well show me
I swear these niggas police (I don't trust these niggas)
Undercover pressure havin' ass niggas, blow me
Hood hot like some lava
I wet the block up, the choppers sound like helicopter
Ever seen a nigga ass take his last breath?
At airports when I be by myself
Sleep schedule fucked up
Take these drugs to keep me up
Steady liquor fuckin' up my livers
Heart cold like the winter
Got dead guys, no Thriller
I swear I hate the month of December
These niggas be lyin' like Simba
Hey, I'm the kind to pull a slide in the rental
Quick to pull the five, bitch, I'm out of my mental
I throw my shades on like I'm Stevie
I ain't tryna be bool, I don't want 'em to see me
I'm ridin' through the hood, it's just me and Lil GG
Smoke a nigga at the red light
Gotta make sure them babies in the bed at night, ayy (Me and my niggas gon' make it home)
'Cause 'round my way ('Round here)
Crime pays (Nah, for real), yeah yeah yeah
Oh, y'all need to do somethin'? Oh y'all can do some shit for me right now. Quit tryna steal my swag! Ayy, I got, um, what's it called gon' make it to. I'ma put Bugs lil' drop she did. She did the shit like, "Uncle Chaz, do you love me? Are you riding?" Then she just started mumbling like a motherfucker. Hell yeah, she just sent it out the blue, like what the fuck you did that?
Alright, alright, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah. That's all bute and all that, boy, yeah, but, I got you on, I got you- (Man, fuck all that) I got you on mic for my shit, I got you on mic for my shit right now, recordin', you know what I'm sayin'? Pop your shit. Pop your shit. (Oh cool, good, 'cause I'm gettin' a video drop.) Pop your shit!
Ayy, yeah, man, niggas already know what the fuck goin' on, fuck goin' on, man. 44 Jordan in this motherfucker, man. Free me 'til that shit backwards, man. (Man, you been locked up two weeks.) You already know what it is, man, Dirt Gang or no gang, man
Ayy, hold up, do that again, bro, this ain't... Ayy, don't fuck up my shit, man. Do that again, pop your shit
Alright, hey, man, you know what the fuck goin' on, man. 44 Jordan in this motherfucker, man. Free me 'til that shit backwards, man. 4 years, no tears, and you already know Dirt Gang or don't bang, nigga. 808 the motherfuckin' Mafia, nigga
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