Bad Luck

Yeah, I’m crazy, I’m crazy enough to kill the both of you
Okay?
Do you love her? Do you? Do you?
Fake bitch, how dare you try and diss me, and try to kiss me, and say you miss me?
Lookin’ back, I really would’ve done things different
Baby, you’re bad, bad, bad, you feel like bad, bad luck
I hope this pill it don’t come from no bad batch
When I pour this lean up shit get sticky, in my city with a blicky with me
And she gritty, a bit insecure, but she pretty to me, yeah
Baby, you’re bad, bad, bad, you feel like bad, bad luck
I hope this pill it don’t come from no bad batch
She said, “Seein’ as you don’t love me no more, should we just be done?”
She said, “Seein’ as you don’t love me no more, should I go my mum’s?”
She said, “Seein’ as you don’t love me, and I’m not the one”
She said, “If you don’t wanna hold me down, you gotta let me run”
She told me, “Ooh, 29, right there, I’m ’bout to come”
Can’t take dick good, but she’ll die right here when I use my tongue
I got a whole team full of savages that’s gonna turn them rounds
Tell me what’s the point in soldiers if they aren’t gonna use their guns?
Fake bitch, how dare you try and diss me, and try to kiss me, and say you miss me?
Lookin’ back, I really would’ve done things different
Baby, you’re bad, bad, bad, you feel like bad, bad luck
I hope this pill it don’t come from no bad batch
When I pour this lean up shit get sticky, in my city with a blicky with me
And she gritty, a bit insecure, but she pretty to me, yeah
Baby, you’re bad, bad, bad, you feel like bad, bad luck
I hope this pill it don’t come from no bad batch
Yeah
She said, “If you love me, why you always run?” (Why?)
My heart is covered in gold, baby I’m one of them ones (one of them ones)
And I pulled up covered in Chrome, baby, it’s one of them ones (yeah)
They in the trap all week, just to look like Beez
Gotta shout out some of my sons
Panoramic on 23s, minions servin’ hella fiends
Fuck this Henny gone, where the lean?
Fuck with a bitch, gotta let it be
She good from the side like gelatin
I sell everything, bitch, I ain’t sellin’ me
I need eight-hundred loads just ready, please
Fake bitch, how dare you try and diss me, and try to kiss me, and say you miss me?
Lookin’ back, I really would’ve done things different
Baby, you’re bad, bad, bad, you feel like bad, bad luck
I hope this pill it don’t come from no bad batch
When I pour this lean up shit get sticky, in my city with a blicky with me
And she gritty, a bit insecure, but she pretty to me, yeah
Baby, you’re bad, bad, bad, you feel like bad, bad luck
I hope this pill it don’t come from no bad batch