Lyrics

[Intro] You slayed this one Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Huh [Chorus] I got a thing for bad bitches, baby, I am not a saint Got a thing for poppin' molly, sippin' lean and makin' drink I got a thing for driving fast, in the whip, switching lanes Got a thing for hurtin' hoes, I love givin' them the pain I got a thing for feelin' numb, it's like I'm drunk off Novocaine I got a thing for slimy hoes, it's like Snakes on a Plane (Yuh) I got a thing for dirty money, love it when it comes with stains (Yeah, yeah) Got a thing for going hard (Yeah, yeah), I love to cut against the grain [Verse 1] Roll me up some weed, yeah, yeah, yeah (Roll me up some weed, yeah) I fucked her hard and went to sleep, yeah, yeah, yeah (Fuck her hard, I go to sleep, yeah) All she do is Tweet, yeah, yeah, yeah (All she do is Tweet, yeah) All I do is eat, yeah, yeah You got a thing for tellin' lies, lil' boy you cap, alright? (Alright) I know you used to what you do but this ain't that, alright? (Alright) Mama trippin', Said I'm different, man, relax, alright? (Alright) I ain't change, I just took it to the max, alright? If I get you one more time, we in the back all night Want a McLaren with the insides, cranberry Got the sauce with the game, but I can't share it I got a thing for the bad bitches, man, I can't bare it (Can't bare it) [Chorus] I got a thing for bad bitches, baby, I am not a saint (I am not a saint) Got a thing for poppin' molly, sippin' lean and makin' drink (Makin' drink) I got a thing for driving fast, in the whip, switching lanes (Uh-uh, switchin' lanes) Got a thing for hurtin' hoes, I love givin' them the pain (Uh-uh, them the pain) I got a thing for feelin' numb, it's like I'm drunk off Novocaine (Yeah, yeah) I got a thing for slimy hoes, it's like Snakes on a Plane (Yuh) I got a thing for dirty money, love it when it comes with stains Got a thing for going hard, I love to cut against the grain [Verse 2] I love a bitch that's a boss You ain't gang, pay the cost (Yeah) Weigh the pack, weigh the odds (Yeah) She a thot, she a opp (Yeah) I done got it, can't get got (Nah) Took a little, made a lot (Uh-uh) Took a dub, took a loss (Uh-uh) Run to the bank, take a job, yeah Mama said I'm losing it Get the pack, abusing it (Uh-uh) Always been a cooler kid, never been a loser kid (Uh-uh) I want you girl, I'm choosing it You got a strap, ain't using it (Yeah, yeah) You really think you foolin' me, you just be confusin' me (Yeah, yeah) I think of times of you and me Now it ain't no you and me You might try to take your shot but ain't nobody shootin' me (Nah, nah) You say that you hate everyone but that's not including me (Uh-huh) You might tell me move around but ain't nobody moving me (Uh-huh) [Chorus] I got a thing for bad bitches, baby, I am not a saint (I am not a saint) Got a thing for poppin' molly, sippin' lean and makin' drink (Makin' drink) I got a thing for driving fast, in the whip, switching lanes (Uh-uh, switchin' lanes) Got a thing for hurtin' hoes, I love givin' them the pain (I got a thing) I got a thing for feelin' numb, it's like I'm drunk off Novocaine (Novocaine) I got a thing for slimy hoes, it's like Snakes on a Plane (Yuh, Snakes on a Plane) I got a thing for dirty money, love it when it comes with stains Got a thing for going hard, I love to cut against the grain (Uh, uh, uh)