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64 (usa) - my bad lyrics

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[verse 1: 64]
prolly won’t make it out alive on this one
think quick the tip+top of your head gone
when it comes to the best of the best class
i don’t rate sh+t, i write and beat bare ass

‘baseball bat to the t++th’ type beat
‘get a better career and leave’ type beat
next one reach to the cheap seats
babe ruth pointing to the spot, stop, watch me
[chorus: 64]
my bad, my bad, did i do that?
when i threw it up, did it come back?
why you so mad? ’cause you been had?
make a fool of yourself tryna clap back

my bad, my bad, yeah, i did that
puff up your chest if you all that
and here y’all thought you was rad, my bad
when i prove you wrong on just one track

my bad, my bad, did i do that?
cook it up, record in one night flat?
why you so mad? ’cause you been had?
is it really my bad if you been bad?

my bad, my bad
my bad, my bad
my bad, my bad
is it really my bad if you been bad?

[verse 2: spiffy davis]
okay, okay, that’s all me
superman that hoe in a tall tee
going off the top like i’m balding
don’t assault me, why you salty?
oceanic tendencies gon’ leave ya ass wet
don’t be hercules, hyperbole
i’ma make it bleak
like i roll with jay so roll j’s with me

[verse 3: spiffy davis]
i’m a stoner b+tch and i look like brock
i’m with onyx, bro, and the badge is rock
to be honest, though, wrote this in a frock
with a pistol out and the sh+t is c+cked

you a laughing stock, l+o+l
life’s a b+tch then you go to h+ll
in your darkest thoughts, that’s where i’ma dwell
i’ma hold the stick to your head, cowbell

[bridge: spiffy davis]
my bad, my bad, relax
had to swing my battle axe
your bad’s my gain, that’s facts
roll with 64 in a cadillac

[verse 4: spiffy davis]
pots and pans, throw them hands
someone call an ambulance
do my dance, tiny pants
b+tch, i’m fly, no turbulence
in advance, make your plans
still don’t think you have chance
take a glance at my stance
you’re bad stepping in my lands, blah!

[chorus: 64]
my bad, my bad, did i do that?
when i threw it up, did it come back?
why you so mad? ’cause you been had?
make a fool of yourself tryna clap back

my bad, my bad, yeah, i did that
puff up your chest if you all that
and here y’all thought you was rad, my bad
when i prove you wrong on just one track

- 64 usa lyrics

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