Bad Like Chad

Lyrics

[Intro: Yung Hood] Uh (It's that Trappin N London, for sure) [Chorus: Yung Hood] Ridin' dirty, I'm bad like Chad Slidin' and glidin', I'm swangin' the slab No European, I might tip in a 'Lac Throw a fifth on the back, make me feel like a Mack Scrub by Capri, throw some Ace under that Bitch, I'm from Texas, you know where you at? They wanted the real, so I'm bringin' it back This shit fresh out the trap, they know where it's at [Verse 1: Yung Hood] Fish on the bread, who ordered a pole boy? Look at your wardrobe and tell that you're poor, boy Thought, thought you were fly in last year Dior Traveled the world, I swear I done seen more Balenciaga from Paris, bonjour Kick, kickin' the flavor 'round hеre, Brew Leroy Shе's trying to give me that tail, seahorse I take them things up North, tryna be more (Old school cost more than a foreign car) This motivation, I swear that it's way more I pay my tithes to the streets, I deserve more Plugged with six different plugs, swear I deserve more He ran out, he come and see me, I served boy Matchin' the price that you go out of town for Too much traffic, we might need another door Fly a bitch to Cali', take her on a world tour Jump on this Delta, show me what I need you for Tip in the slab, give a fuck 'bout a foreign car Can't run up 'round this bitch sellin' old, boy Who wanna play? He gon' die just like ol' boy Wake up and buy a Moncler, I'm that cold, boy Wanna get slimy, they call me king cobra Don't, don't, don't play with that bread, a nigga get toasted They gon' put RIP the next time that they post you [Chorus: Yung Hood & Shad da God] Ridin' dirty, I'm bad like Chad Slidin' and glidin', I'm swangin' the slab No European, I might tip in a 'Lac Throw a fifth on the back, make me feel like a Mack Scrub by Capri, throw some Ace under that Bitch, I'm from Texas, you know where you at? They wanted the real, so I'm bringin' it back This shit fresh out the trap, they know where it's at Ridin' dirty, I'm bad like Chad Slidin' and glidin', I'm swangin' the slab No European, I might tip in a 'Lac Throw a fifth on the back, make me feel like a Mack Scrub by Capri, throw some Ace under that Bitch, I'm from Texas, you know where you at? They wanted the real, so I'm bringin' it back This shit fresh out the trap, they know where it's at (Gutter) [Verse 2: Shad da God] This ho from Georgia, the dope is from Florida (Shew, shew) I'm 'bout to go mix it up with some water (Shew, shew) I'm at the store, solicitin' and loiterin' (Yeah, yeah) Got this shit on me, don't care what you orderin' (Yeah, yeah) 223s, Michael Jordan's (Hold up, hold up) M523, bitch, we got Percs in it (Hold up, we got Percs in it) I was in the drop yesterday, this another Benz I ain't even serious with the bitch, we fuck friends (Yeah, yeah) I had to fuck her biology (Fuck her biology), she geeked up in the stars, astrology (She geeked, nigga) I had provided the real pill (Get her what she want) Get some head in the car, I might let go of the steering wheel (Ah) I don't give a fuck 'bout no record deal (Nigga, fuck that shit) Bitch, you fuckin' on a street, nigga (Gutter) Don't leave the house with no heat, nigga (Gutter) Ten bales of 'za in the seat, nigga (Ah) Got my Timberlands on, some weeks, nigga (Gutter) Play with the mafia, we steppin' on somethin' (Mafia) Ayy, what y'all claim? We reppin' on somethin' (What?) We wipin' off sticks, we preppin' for certain (On God) But other than that, I'm pimping like Chad (Pussy) I don't even know how many pints I done had (I don't even know) I don't even sip no more, for real (I don't even sip no more) I ain't ridin' clean, I'm— (Gutter) [Chorus: Yung Hood] Ridin' dirty, I'm bad like Chad Slidin' and glidin', I'm swangin' the slab No European, I might tip in a 'Lac Throw a fifth on the back, make me feel like a Mack Scrub by Capri, throw some Ace under that Bitch, I'm from Texas, you know where you at? They wanted the real, so I'm bringin' it back This shit fresh out the trap, they know where it's at Ridin' dirty, I'm bad like Chad Slidin' and glidin', I'm swangin' the slab No European, I might tip in a 'Lac Throw a fifth on the back, make me feel like a Mack Scrub by Capri, throw some Ace under that Bitch, I'm from Texas, you know where you at? They wanted the real, so I'm bringin' it back This shit fresh out the trap, they know where it's at