Bad Things

Talking about all the bad things that never happen
Think about it to much leading me to madness
What you gonna do when I pop out with the stick
When I'm going round and fuckin up on your bitch
When I'm on a roll I flex my Rollie Rollie
Bitch hit my phone she so lonely lonely
Old me pick up the phone let the phone ring
Listen to the sound of the phone ring closely

Do you really wana hold me
Cappin on me know you trolling
Know you crazy but no don't leave
Honestly that's kinda OD

Pop a little percie on my slow shit
Get new one I don't need no old bitch
That's the new me
Fuckin with a true g
Never catchin me without a motherfuckin toolie

Talking about all the bad things that never happen
Think about it to much leading me to madness
What you gonna do when I pop out with the stick
When I'm going round and fuckin up on your bitch
When I'm on a roll I flex my Rollie Rollie
Bitch hit my phone she so lonely lonely
Old me pick up the phone let the phone ring
Listen to the sound of the phone ring closely

I'm up out night living in my lie
On my Batman shit fly across the sky
No lie no lie but they ask why
Fucked up in my eyes oh my
This shit is my life live it how I like that's why

What you gonna do about it you ain't nothing to me
Highest in the room like travy on an old beat
Solo in the lamb bumpin blank with a little yeat
We the boys who pluggin big packs boy you little league

Talking about all the bad things that never happen
Think about it to much leading me to madness
What you gonna do when I pop out with the stick
When I'm going round and fuckin up on your bitch
When I'm on a roll I flex my Rollie Rollie
Bitch hit my phone she so lonely lonely
Old me pick up the phone let the phone ring
Listen to the sound of the phone ring closely