billy billions - natural badness lyrics
[intro: producer tag & billy billions]
mason
aye, tefo made this one
we really do this
tally+woah
band gang, stain gang hoe
[verse]
put some respect on my pain
that’s some sh+t i can’t explain (boom+bow)
i really circled the opp block all day
then pray to god for some restrain
if i step in the bando with blood on my j’s
someone’s guts got rearranged (ching, ching)
bro said the last juice stuck on his brain
i told him “hit the mary jane” (bill it)
done some sh+t that i’m tryna forget
but none of that sh+t i regret (never)
even the streets got the hammer on set
go check thе hackney gazette (grrah, grrah)
window’s tintеd, no need to sweat
i hold my breath when i press (+breath+)
keep me some place and we’ll switch in a sec’
what’s the behead of the met? (f+ck ’em)
[pre+chorus]
extended clip hangin’ out of the glee (glee)
five racks on all of the hand tings
then nine bar for the fmg (ching)
mum said “lowe all the f+ckery”, but the f+ckery’s what made man me
i’ll lay down with my hitmen
that’s hitman back to back with d
we really do
[chorus]
if i back this ‘matic (‘matic)
all my n+ggas gon’ back their shanks
if i hop out in traffic (traffic)
all my n+ggas decamp with man
natural badness (badness)
take the risk, so bro understands
free up my savage (savage)
all he really wanna do is bang
if i back this ‘matic (‘matic)
all my n+ggas gon’ back their shanks
if i hop out in traffic (traffic)
all my n+ggas decamp with man
natural badness (badness)
take the risk, so bro understands
free up my savage (savage)
all he really wanna do is bang
[verse 2]
numerous times man rinse that clip
numerous times man burnt that whip
how many times i step with intention to send man up to the king of kings? (oo, oo, oo, tally)
step in the safe house, things on things
waps in patches, bricks in cling
bro lost a dots, covered in prints
he’ll take the g, if i hit the wing (oo, oo, oo, tally)
still one step away from the wok (wok)
mi5 blew off the door
flashbang with gang, thought it was shots (bang)
one in the head of the glock
clip on full, i’m doin’ a lot (glee)
a quarter of all of my gwap
goes in the pot, so gang on top
we really do
[pre+chorus]
extended clip hangin’ out of the glee (glee)
five racks on all of the hand tings
then nine bar for the fmg (ching)
mum said “lowe all the f+ckery”, but the f+ckery’s what made man me
i’ll lay down with my hitmen
that’s hitman back to back with d
we really do
[chorus]
if i back this ‘matic (‘matic)
all my n+ggas gon’ back their shanks
if i hop out in traffic (traffic)
all my n+ggas decamp with man
natural badness (badness)
take the risk, so bro understands
free up my savage (savage)
all he really wanna do is bang
if i back this ‘matic (‘matic)
all my n+ggas gon’ back their shanks
if i hop out in traffic (traffic)
all my n+ggas decamp with man
natural badness (badness)
take the risk, so bro understands
free up my savage (savage)
all he really wanna do is bang
[outro]
all he really wanna do is bang
oo, oo, tally
oo, oo, tally
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