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Bad Influence
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Bad Influence was released on October 28, 2025 by Klokwerk E as a part of the album Rent A Friend
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Release DateOctober 28, 2025
LabelKlokwerk E
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM115

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kyle Kombs
Kyle Kombs
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kyle Kombs
Kyle Kombs
Songwriter
Bill Davis
Bill Davis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kyle Kombs
Kyle Kombs
Executive Producer

Lyrics

And Corn Pop was a bad dude
And he ran a bunch of bad boys
And I did and back in those days
To show how things have changed
One of the things you had to use
If you used Pomade in your hair
You had to wear a bathing cap
And so he was up on the board
And wouldn’t listen, I said, "Hey, Esther, you!
Off the board, or I'll come up and drag you off"
Well, he came off, and he said, "I’ll meet you outside"
My car- this was mostly-
These were all public housing behind us, my car-
Hey, yo, homie, I'm sick again
I don't go this long without heroin
So if you loan me a hundred, I'll share the shit
And we can both hide out where my parents live
(Oh, that's cool) So you're low on bread
We can just steal stuff from the store instead
And I do know a guy we can trade it in
And he'll give half price off anything we get
Now go punk that kid off his Huffy bike
And when his brother shows up, better win that fight
But I don't jump in if it's one on one
I'll just take that bike, we can square on up
I'ma be right back, I'ma save you some
Now go rob all the cars in the parking lot
I'ma just stay put, but I'm keeping watch
And we gon' share that loot, I did half the job
Oh, you never shot up, though
Let me tie you off, shit, I got you, bro
Boy, it's not that gross, you can use my poke
I don't think I have AIDS, but I don't know
So I just did mine, but there's not much left
I must've did too much of the bag, I guess
I hope you're not that mad, I'ma get you back
You're the best damn friend, I've ever had
Would you rock with me, homie, would you rob with me?
(Yeah, you said that you my dog) Just do the job with me
Would you lie for me, homie, would you ride for me?
(Yeah, you said that you my dog) But would you die for me?
Oh yeah, you my homie, right?
We can share my bad habits and my bad advice
I did bad ass shit with my bad ass life
Gotta bag being bad when I grab the mic
I was bad as a kid, look at me now
Still bad, been bad, I can't even count
Bad grades, bad bitch, and the bitch go down
You can be bad, too, let me show you how
Steal the keys to your mom's new Cadillac
We just finna hit the store, we gon' bring it back
I done been here before, ain't no cameras there
The fat ass cashier ain't gon' even care
Fill your pockets up, dog, we gon' make the dash
Then a police car come and going fast
Don't say one word, I'ma dust his ass
*Gunshot* Turn his brain into corn beef hash
If the cops pull up, you ain't seen a thing
This was your idea, you gon' take the blame
This is your gun now, bro, I wasn't there
I ain't steal no shit, this ain't even fair
I ain't rob no one, I ain't shoot that pig
Shit, it's only twenty-five, you can do that bid
You a real one, know you gon' take that charge
Ain't no friendship that's better than ours
Would you rock with me, homie, would you rob with me?
(Yeah, you said that you my dog) Just do the job with me
Would you lie for me, homie, would you ride for me?
(Yeah, you said that you my dog) But would you die for me?
I gotta get you up on this, you know who I am
A snake, dealing in weed, coke, crack, your choice
Take one hit and you'll do anything to cop more
Steal from your mama, lie, cheat on your homeboy
But hey, that's the price you pay
When you deal with things like me
Would you rock with me, homie, would you rob with me?
(Yeah, you said that you my dog) Just do the job with me
Would you lie for me, homie, would you ride for me?
(Yeah, you said that you my dog) But would you die for me?
Would you rock with me, homie, would you rob with me?
(Yeah, you said that you my dog) Just do the job with me
Would you lie for me, homie, would you ride for me?
(Yeah, you said that you my dog) But would you die for me?
Would you rock with me, homie, would you rob with me?
(Yeah, you said that you my dog) Just do the job with me
Would you lie for me, homie, would you ride for me?
(Yeah, you said that you my dog) But would you die for me?
Written by: Bill Davis, Kyle Combs
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