A$AP Rocky, BlocBoy JB - Bad Company lyrics

A$AP Rocky [Rakim Athelaston Mayers] Harlem, New York.U.S.

[A$AP Rocky, BlocBoy JB - Bad Company lyrics]

People think you're stuck up
But we're all super good friends
It's only natural, I suppose
But we're all super good friends
Um, I get the feeling
That you're admired, but, um
I'm above average

I got so much beef, I could barely sleep
Paranoia got me losin' all my Z's, all day
Good lord, momma prayin' on her knees
All day if you still frontin' when I up it
I'ma squeeze

Bad company's bad for your company
Bad company's bad for your company
Mac and the ski mask in case you come for me
Got the Mac and the ski mask
In case you come for me

When I say I got beef
They don't want no beef
When they say they got beef
They don't wanna eat
If he said he wants smoke
They don't want no steam
She put a V on her tee, bad bad bad bad bad
Had a bachelors degree
PhD while sellin' speed
Fix the face then fix the weave
Now workin' on her self-esteem hit up Bloc
(Brrr) , "yo' this Flack, nigga
Where you at? Pin the drop, uh
My new map location be the block on the app"

I need money and company, nah nah
Bad bitches, I don't even know the company
Hahahaha

You you you can't hang baby
We don't want you 'round here
I ice on my neck and it's froze
Santa's reindeer
Y you got bad bitches, hella hoes
I i it's the same here
You bad company, lil' bro
You can't hang here g g g gettin' money so
The bottles keep on comin'
Ph ph pho pho phone ringin' so
You know the trap jumpin'
Tha tha that nigga lookin' at me
He owe me some money hit 'em with the Tommy
Now that nigga crumpin'
Why why these niggas playin' games? They
Don't want no problems with me
My shooters got good aim
You know I brought them shottas with me
Might have hit a bad stain
They say that someone top was missin'
Them niggas were opposition
They move wrong, so I shot them bitches

Dark shades, too much smoke
I could barely see the fumes
Actin' brand new like I don't
See you when I do who them folks? Who want
Smoke? You too close, give me room
Phony folks, play it close, do the most
Don't they?

Bad company, that's bad for your company
Bad company, that's bad for your company
Mad cow disease, now you in a ton of beef
Black Mac tucked underneath my
New blue dungarees

Flintstone bust down, color Murakami
Fruity pebble bezel, Wilma, Betty, Fred
And Barney bad bitch from outta town
I think she model Abercrombie
Wrist game Lucky Charmy
Told my jeweler Leprechaun me
I'ma come clean, I got hella beef
Paranoia got me rollin' up my sleeves, okay
Niggas hatin' 'cause I'm uppin' up the fees
Whole team got V's on they tees, all day

I got so much beef, I could barely sleep
Paranoia got me losin' all my Z's, all day
Good lord, momma prayin' on her knees
All day if you still frontin' when I up it
I'ma squeeze i'm above average

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