Ima Bad Man
Pop shots pop shots we sending shots at yo front doe
Nigga tried to up the score and now he on the floor
Pop shots pop shots knock knock then I kick your door
Now we coming in looking for strips and all the gold
Buddha pieces in the front yard
I spot a shi loh
I need them bucks
I Pop a perc and now my mind gone
This money make me happy
We can't even beef if you broke
If I catch you at store
I strip em take his whole load
Never fold do not bend do not break the code
Niggas snitches on the low
I keep my circle closed
I like my bitch light-skin with white toes
But I a let her go if the bitch
Don't bring me no dough
From the A to LA
My niggas go crazy
Bunch of thug niggas
Stripped em just get paid
Niggas bitches on the low
He paid the bitch just to get laid
She see the strips now she begging me to be saved
I paved the way for you niggas
But you can't bite the sauce
I'm soaking in the sea the way young nigga get dropped down
And I'm plugged in so you know got them thangs on me
Fuck the police they tryna catch me and put 10 on me
Bitch
I need them benjamin's and them blue strips
Smoking dead niggas while I'm plotting on another skit
Broke niggas betta stop it tryna fit in
Spending on all yo money just to take another pic
Eww you you niggas make me sick
Typa niggas chase the bitch and don't get no chip
Damn you went out like a sad man
Gave the bitch long dick with the stick out
Ouuuu
Ima bad man