BAD KID

Ginseng

Ah, ah, ah, ah shit, ah

(Sweet)

I've been on your ass for twenty days and

I've been ridin' round this bitch lookin' for David

That **** tryna take my money, 'cause I made it

Lil pussy, I'ma make you feel this blade and

All your bitches comin' to me, 'cause they love me

She said, "Daddy, I can feel it in my tummy"

Pussy ****, tryna call his fuckin' mommy

You be laughin' but I swear this shit ain't funny

You've been tryna tell me all this shit but, bitch, I'm done

Leave your crib, you'll find me dancin' in Afghanistan

She be tryna tell me that she know that I'm the one

I just fucked that bitch inside the whip

And then I run (Sweet)

I'm so focused on this shit it got me goin' crazy

Take you to my secret place if you my baby

Don't you try to talk to me 'cause you ain't from my side

I make all these **** focus on me till I die, eh

Flood nation, ye, ye, ye

Ye, ye, ye, 'cause they say, 'cause they, hmm

'Cause they say that I'm a bad kid

All because I'm paid from these stories that I made

All I think is about bad shit

I can't help myself, they just tryna take my wealth

You won't catch me lacking

Pussy ****, try me, I might cut you like salami

We don't really pass shit

Do it all yourself, earn your motherfucking belt, bitch, hey