Action Bronson, Danny Brown - Bad News lyrics
Action Bronson [Ariyan Arslani] Queens, NY, U.S. 🇺🇸
Danny Brown [Daniel Dewan Sewell] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Action Bronson, Danny Brown - Bad News lyrics]
Ayo, Al, aye, Al danny, get the car
(Alright, I'm going right now)
We gotta get the fuck outta here, Dan
Murder, death, kill pull a 187
If you ain't gon' give it, motherfucker
I'mma take it boy, I'll turn ya' to a raisin
Just to bring home the bacon
For me to see heaven I
Would need to meet Satan
So my heart so vacant
My mind's on some "Take shit!
Break shit! Spray shit!"
Hit you-broad day shit
Face-lift, braces, unsolved cases
Hittin' up the witnesses so
Can't nobody say shit
I think the reaper callin'
Picked up the phone and said
"I got a couple coming"
'Cause blood in my eye and
I'm thirsty for death
For the paper you’ll fo' sho'
Be walking up heaven’s steps
Got a getaway driver
Just chillin' in a stolen
Parolee with a 40 that'll take
What you owe me 'Cause I'm no herb
And the last thing yo' ass
Wanna hear is these words
(They've seen us already man)
Guns are in the trunk
(What are we gonna do they've seen us)
Money in the seat guns are in the trunk
Think they come and get us, never
Uh, the white OJ in the hallway
The long 44 spray
One leg up on the Velour grey
Gettin' straddled while I'm eatin' strudle
We fuck you up so bad that you
Will never take a normal doo doo
Or a pee-pee, bedridden
Now I'm laughing while head is given
No fucks are given ever cause
I'm rotten to the core
Ya ya ya ya ya ya right into the door
Aah, cross the street when you
See us by the store
I'm off the leash, dick hanging on the floor
Box cutters rolled up in the
Waistband of the 09's
You thought you had your little shit
Figured out, but no mas
My bitch will choke you
Out with strong thighs
Strong features in the face from the winny
Smokin' dope, doing 360's in a Mini
She half Dominican and Trini
Bad news that's me
(Alright, I'm going right now)
We gotta get the fuck outta here, Dan
Murder, death, kill pull a 187
If you ain't gon' give it, motherfucker
I'mma take it boy, I'll turn ya' to a raisin
Just to bring home the bacon
For me to see heaven I
Would need to meet Satan
So my heart so vacant
My mind's on some "Take shit!
Break shit! Spray shit!"
Hit you-broad day shit
Face-lift, braces, unsolved cases
Hittin' up the witnesses so
Can't nobody say shit
I think the reaper callin'
Picked up the phone and said
"I got a couple coming"
'Cause blood in my eye and
I'm thirsty for death
For the paper you’ll fo' sho'
Be walking up heaven’s steps
Got a getaway driver
Just chillin' in a stolen
Parolee with a 40 that'll take
What you owe me 'Cause I'm no herb
And the last thing yo' ass
Wanna hear is these words
(They've seen us already man)
Guns are in the trunk
(What are we gonna do they've seen us)
Money in the seat guns are in the trunk
Think they come and get us, never
Uh, the white OJ in the hallway
The long 44 spray
One leg up on the Velour grey
Gettin' straddled while I'm eatin' strudle
We fuck you up so bad that you
Will never take a normal doo doo
Or a pee-pee, bedridden
Now I'm laughing while head is given
No fucks are given ever cause
I'm rotten to the core
Ya ya ya ya ya ya right into the door
Aah, cross the street when you
See us by the store
I'm off the leash, dick hanging on the floor
Box cutters rolled up in the
Waistband of the 09's
You thought you had your little shit
Figured out, but no mas
My bitch will choke you
Out with strong thighs
Strong features in the face from the winny
Smokin' dope, doing 360's in a Mini
She half Dominican and Trini
Bad news that's me