Bad Af Lyrics – Yung Nation
Singer: Yung Nation
Title: Bad Af
Yeah, Nation iYess…
My b#tch is bad as the f#ck and I’m talking that sh#t but I’m backing it up
n#gg#s be talking that sh#t and if you reach for my neck then I’m blasting them up
My b#tch is bad as the f#ck and she tatted as f#ck and she ratchet as f#ck
We get the blue strips and digits I swear to God we just be adding it up
Yeah… yeah, my cheese got blue strips, yea
And the AK got a grip, yea
Shoot a p#ss# n#gg# in the hip
Shoot him and make him bumpaclot dip
Phil came through with the 4/5th nupid leave your block on tilt
I hate how the stupid b#tch built, woo
Smoking on cookies or bubba
Little b#tch know you in trouble
Make the money back then double
f#ck on the b#tch show muscle
You know I ball like Russell
Chopper making you do the cupid shuffle
Imma let it burn like usher
My b#tch is bad as the f#ck and I’m talking that sh#t but I’m backing it up
n#gg#s be talking that sh#t and if you reach for my neck then I’m blasting them up
My b#tch is bad as the f#ck and she tatted as f#ck and she ratchet as f#ck
We get the blue strips and digits I swear to God we just be adding it up
b#tch Imma slide on a hoe in a minute
Beat up the b#tch you and me hoe we different
He cook up the sh#t and the bricks up in the kitchen
Ain’t sh#t to pull up to come see how we living
Start acting tuff and put a price on your head
Boys in the hood put them dice in your hand
f#ck I look like for the price of a band
I’m expensive as sh#t I take flight on demand
b#tch I’m a hustler I need me a shoebox
I can’t have 1 and be done I need 2 thots
Thought he bought one but he said he bought two glocks
Plus if you tripping he did he got two shots
Beam on yo sh#t they gone aim he got two dots
Watch on my left and my right I got two clocks
Stay out the way don’t pull up when it’s too hot
Say he got pressure then what you gone do bout it?
Talk out yo mouth and don’t talk out yo neck… b#tch
We don’t pull up on no hoe to come flex… b#tch
Took that boy out cause he told all his checks
And hoe it ain’t no beef but hoe ain’t no respect… b#tch
My b#tch is bad as the f#ck and I’m talking that sh#t but I’m backing it up
n#gg#s be talking that sh#t and if you reach for my neck then I’m blasting them up
My b#tch is bad as the f#ck and she tatted as f#ck and she ratchet as f#ck
We get the blue strips and digits I swear to God we just be adding it up
My b#tch p#ss# codeine pink diamonds on me singing like N’sync
Diamonds on me looking like a ice rink been a millionaire f#ck what y’all think
Havoc in this b#tch yea we mob deep y’all trick on b#tches not me
Me and Reed bun b pimp c play with a real n#gg# you’ll see
I’m a top dawg n#gg# TDE my b#tch p#ss# wetter than the sea
I can’t take out she be killing me give the p#ss# all my abilities
Smoking backwoods till infinity let the choppa sing like a symphony
Might take 10 bricks to Tennessee all these rappers really little mini me’s, uh
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