Bad Day

Lyrics

[Pre-Chorus] I'ma turn his good day to a fuckin' bad day Smoke your dead homies, lay them niggas in an ashtray You a phony god, when we rock, we young bratz, ay 4k on a bad day, .40 gon' make it clap [Chorus] Welcome to the trap, nigga where your mask? Bro bro gotta blast, should've seen his body bags You don't want smoke with a nigga like me, I'ma leave your ass down and bad (Bad) When it get tough, pussy nigga don't flock, I'ma leave the kid on his ass [Refrain] Bitch I'm drippin' like a faucet (Huh) I keep rivals in my closet (Huh) Niggas talkin' real good on the internet, we know they won't solve it I touch your hoe, Randy Mossin', tuck, you niggas tryin' your luck (Okay) Back in eighth grade, hid the blick in the safe, make a nigga knuck wide if he buck (Goddamn) I told these pussy fuck niggas behave, 'fore I'm takin' this bitch out to trump I keep a switch, and I keep me a blade, you want smoke, I put that in your lungs (Uh huh) Nigga roleplay, you and choppa gon' date, I'm the coolest kid under the sun (Okay) Trapped in my ways, got me trapped in a maze, real nigga, he really a bum (Dumb ass) Trapped in the six, with a mac and a dick, ATL bitches gurgle my cum (What else?) Niggas talk words out they ass, leave a nigga head shot with this motherfuckin' pump You rap niggas really need guidance Lil' bro better hoop 'fore i tell him to jump You don't four in this bitch, bringin' violence Lil' bro seen me hurt, fallin' back is a must alright [Chorus] I'ma turn his good day to a fuckin' bad day Smoke your dead homies, lay them niggas in an ashtray You a phony god, when we rock, we young bratz, aye 4k on a bad day, .40 gon' make it clap Welcome to the trap, nigga where your mask? Bro bro gotta blast, should've seen his body bags You don't want smoke with a nigga like me, I'ma leave your ass down and bad (Bad) When it get tough, pussy nigga don't flock, I'ma leave the kid on his ass [Refrain] Bitch I'm drippin' like a faucet (Huh) I keep rivals in my closet (Huh) Niggas talkin' real good on the internet, we know they won't solve it I touch your hoe, Randy Mossin', tuck, you niggas tryin' your luck (Okay) Back in eighth grade, hid the blick in the safe, make a nigga knuck wide if he buck (Goddamn) I told these pussy fuck niggas behave, 'fore I'm takin' this bitch out to trump I keep a switch, and I keep me a blade, you want smoke, I put that in your lungs (Uh huh) Nigga roleplay, you and choppa gon' date, I'm the coolest kid under the sun (Okay) Trapped in my ways, got me trapped in a maze, real nigga, he really a bum (Dumb ass) Trapped in the six, with a mac and a dick, ATL bitches gurgle my cum (What else?) Niggas talk words out they ass, leave a nigga head shot with this motherfuckin' pump You rap niggas really need guidance Lil' bro better hoop 'fore i tell him to jump You don't four in this bitch, bringin' violence Lil' bro seen me hurt, fallin' back is a must alright [Pre-Chorus] I'ma turn his good day to a fuckin' bad day Smoke your dead homies, lay them niggas in an ashtray You a phony god, when we rock, we young bratz, ay 4k on a bad day, .40 gon' make it clap [Chorus] Welcome to the trap, nigga where your mask? Bro bro gotta blast, should've seen his body bags You don't want smoke with a nigga like me, I'ma leave your ass down and bad (Bad) When it get tough, pussy nigga don't flock, I'ma leave the kid on his ass