Bad

Yeah, you bad

The way that you throwin' it back

You're making me feel too attached

Yeah, I think she wanted my racks

Yeah, but I think she bringin' my bag

Hey, it's the 'bout a bag, ****

Don't you see me in this party diamonds and these racks on me?

She tryna throw that ass on me, throw a stack on me

I let you be my main bitch, break your back for me

I ain't worry 'bout your ass ****, he a crash dummy

I smoke way too many clocks, now my face swellin'

I just ate another piece of shroom, bitch, I stay rollin'

All my chains on bare face like I hate COVID

I ain't run that bag up, I gotta lay low

I just met a bad bitch in fact, she from Dago

She get a bank roll, she do what I say so

Baby really say she buy the bag, buy her pay so

But is she really in her bag, let me test it out

She always tryna throw that ass on me, I'm gon' stretch her out

You found a **** in your bag, what you stressin' 'bout?

Don't you run a **** up and racks her, sittin' on the couch

Yeah, you bad

The way that you throwin' it back

You're making me feel too attached

Yeah, I think she wanted my racks

Yeah, but I think she bringin' my bag

If she keep throwin' it back

In the club, I keep throwin' the racks

Big ole booty gon' throw me off track

Way too high be smokin' that pack

It's the way that she move to the music

She get low and we turn up the music

Break it down, like the way that you movin'

Can you drop it the way that you do it?

Do you wanna drink?

Do you want a cup?

Can we turn it up?

When the drink gon' come

We gon' pour it up, we gon' fall in love

Love the way that you do it, the way that you movin'

Can you turn me up?

Yeah, wanna spend the whole night with you, spend some more time with you

'Cause, you bad

The way that you throwin' it back

You're making me feel too attached

Yeah, I think she wanted my racks

Yeah, but I think she bringin' my bag