Bad Boy

Lyrics

[Intro] Fifty Ayy Know I'm in the cut nigga Yeah Sito, Sito, Sito (Power up) [Chorus] All of my ice is on fleek I hit him with the stick and it's on repeat Sippin' on drank like I'm tryna' go to sleep Had gold, now I got some ice on my teeth Keep two .9's on me when I be sleepin' I'm saved by the bell, I feel like I'm Screech Got two Glock .9's, I feel like I'm Pete He tried to rob me, now he restin' in peace Put him on a plate, that bon-appetit I feel like Luda' I'm disturbin' the peace Let shit bang bang, man I feel like I'm Keef I'm a bad boy, man I feel like Lil' Cease All these drugs, they say I talk in my sleep I'm frontin' niggas, man I feel like Big Meech Too far in, man I'm way into deep That choppa' on me, I don't care if they peep [Verse] I got a stick in the Jeep I been thuggin' since I was a BG Hunnid' thousand, seen that shit in a week House in Panama, that shit by the beach Slimesita man she slimin' like me Told me she gon' take my charges for me Feel like my father how I'm trappin' them ki's These niggas hatin' but that's just how it be I'm rich slime, man you know how I be I'm ridin' for the set, I feel like YG Got a couple shooters, they in D.C Racks on me but that's no E.D.D Slimed a nigga, did that shit off GP Smoke a nigga, do his ass like a peak Puerto Rican bitch, she rockin' L.V Fifteen hundred, spent that shit on my feet [Chorus] All of my ice is on fleek I hit him with the stick and it's on repeat Sippin' on drank like I'm tryna' go to sleep Had gold, now I got some ice on my teeth Keep two .9's on me when I be sleepin' I'm saved by the bell, I feel like I'm Screech Got two Glock .9's, I feel like I'm Pete He tried to rob me, now he restin' in peace Put him on a plate, that bon-appetit I feel like Luda' I'm disturbin' the peace Let shit bang bang, man I feel like I'm Keef I'm a bad boy, man I feel like Lil' Cease All these drugs, they say I talk in my sleep I'm frontin' niggas, man I feel like Big Meech Too far in, man I'm way into deep That choppa' on me, I don't care if they peep