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fetty on fetty - bad boy lyrics

[intro: juice wrld]
yeah
will smith and martin lawrence, i’m a bad boy
ayy

[chorus: juice wrld]
will smith and martin lawrence, i’m a bad boy
went and got off my ass and got to the cash
and got in my bag, boy
please don’t think it’s sweet, i stay with the heat
even though i’m a sad boy
you better watch the way you breathe around me
‘fore that breath be your last, boy (it’s on)

[post+chorus: young thug]
i’ve been drinking red razz, boy (red, yeah)
i’ve been trappin’ all these birds, mccoy (mccoy)
newborn baby, my richard mille in nine months (ooh)
overseas, hundred scheme, b+tch, croissants (uh)

[verse 1: juice wrld]
yeah, ha, get up
ballin’ on your n+gga, no pick up (yeah)
don’t got a gun, better get one (yeah)
so many weapons, i pick one (yeah)
my chopper at elliott
arrival took thirty minutes
just to go put the clip on (yeah)
i dm your b+tch, i ask her for her face
i need somethin’ to put my d+ck on
these n+ggas be leechin’
lookin’ for a wave to steal, a wave to get on
them be the same n+ggas that i told myself i was finna go get rich and go sh+t on
i’ve always been a bully
rather pick on a motherf+cker than get picked on
everybody wanna talk tough
when the draco out, lips ziplock
[chorus: juice wrld]
will smith and martin lawrence, i’m a bad boy
went and got off my ass and got to the cash
and got in my bag, boy
please don’t think it’s sweet, i stay with the heat
even though i’m a sad boy
you better watch the way you breathe around me
‘fore that breath be your last, boy (it’s on)

[verse 2: lil uzi vert]
rockstar, that’s our style, these boys can’t take it (yeah)
hatin’, but they’re still tryna take our cadence (woah)
no basic, brand new ‘rari when i’m racin’ (yeah)
take it, let you roll my weed, please don’t lace it, yeah (yeah)
that’s a bum b+tch that you chasin’, ayy (yeah)
foreign with me, she a dominatrix (woah)
i love that girl and i do like her body
“i don’t want the money, i just want the molly”
that’s what she say when she lived in the valley
lil’ boy, i’m your father, hakuna matata
i made that girl give all of that top up
got dreads in my head, used to pray for the lock up
i hit from the back and my legs start to lock up
jacuzzi that booty, i gave that girl flakka
i’m takin’ blue caps that keep tweakin’ my chakra
rose on my chain, there’s no hint like no copper
tats in the middle my head like i’m avatar
that’s the reason that i ride on my appas
[chorus: juice wrld]
will smith and martin lawrence, i’m a bad boy
went and got off my ass and got to the cash
and got in my bag, boy
please don’t think it’s sweet, i stay with the heat
even though i’m a sad boy
you better watch the way you breathe around me
‘fore that breath be your last, boy (it’s on)

[verse 3: young thug]
sticky, sticky, ricky, i smoke skittles not no sticky (sticky)
i shot at his mommy, now he no longer mention me (thot, thot)
you say you want smoke and i’ve been comin’ down the chimney (whoa)
you got barbecue, you b+tches, i’m so fried and they crispy (ooh)
i had on margielas when i shot out the cut (murk)
act like you want war and they gon’ smoke you like a blunt (smoke you like a blunt)
i’m just keeping it real with ya, i’m just bein’ blunt (i’m just being blunt)
porsche carrera got the pipes out the back like a skunk, yeah (skrrt)
skrrt+skrrt, skrrt+skrrt
that’s just the sound of the benz (skrrt) i keep it, the vette (skrrt)
i keep me a test (skrrt), i read your message (skrrt)
i bust on her chest (skrrt), i made a mess (skrrt)
i hope for the best (skrrt), go like a chaser (skrrt)
i be the best (skrrt), i got the neck (skrrt)
i can turn a check (skrrt), look like project x (skrrt)
[chorus: juice wrld]
will smith and martin lawrence, i’m a bad boy
went and got off my ass and got to the cash
and got in my bag, boy
please don’t think it’s sweet, i stay with the heat
even though i’m a sad boy
you better watch the way you breathe around me
‘fore that breath be your last, boy (it’s on)

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