The Bad Guy

You're all a bunch of fuckin' assholes

You know why?

You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be

You need people like me

You need people like me so you can point your fuckin' fingers

And say, "that's the bad guy"

I'm the bad guy

Soul ties make me feel right

Thinkin' bout the last time

Mob ties made a soul fly

Omeretta

I'm a stepper

Ski a stepper

Bout my soul it's pressure

Shit, I'm bout whatever Rock out heavy metal

Me and bro gon' blow together

Pole or pedal?

The way she take my soul She deserves a medal

Money bitches go together Make em twerk on metal

If she pop it right

I might throw a one

I can't stay the night

Fuck her with my clothes on

Honey where my clothes?

Feel like Frozone In this super suit

All my ice on

I can't stay the night

Fuck her with my chains on

Bitch, I'm TNB!

Cut em off and move on

She say I'm too wrong

She can't move on

I'm a blessing in disguise

I can't do wrong

I'm a star in the making I can't move wrong

**** hoes in disguise Like they Ru Paul

Take the pause off Painting drawn on em

Put them guns on em

TNB the one

I'm the bad guy

Soul ties make me feel right

Thinkin' bout the last time

Mob ties made a soul fly

Omeretta

I'm a stepper

Ski a stepper

Bout my soul it's pressure