Clavish - Bad Influence lyrics
[Clavish - Bad Influence lyrics]
Pick up in Harlow that's a
Plug that I sucked already
I'm on her block list but it's
Calm cah I fucked already
He's giving verbal that's a pagan
That I touched already
Chest back and touch the belly
I'm a good guy but a bad influence
In a dinger with my members
And some bad instruments
Me and crashing a car due
To be a bad incident blame it on the Ice, if
You ever see me shivering, crazy
Guess I'm gonna learn today
Used to drive a Corsa now you should
See how I swerve the Range
When it comes to gliding I
Seen hella' niggas' turn away
If the ting weren't acting up that
Would've been a murder case
And purse the same it's crazy how
We switch the cars all I
Do is say the word I bet
She's gonna rip the bra
Take a look at my left wrist you
Might see a couple wishing stars
Don't know bout' the legs but
I got niggas that
Will bring the arms and they'll bring it fast
Have some fucking manners
Bad influence when I'm around
The fucking trappers
Gotta' keep my eye on snow
He a fucking savage
Hit it once and kept it cutting told her
Friend I'm trash but she a fucking badderz
I don't care bout yours but all
I know that mines are VVS
Sometimes I wake up and feel
It's me V the rest i got a hoe that I phone
Up when I need the head
Not the headache she reckons
She's a Petr Cech
Said she likes street niggas
Something from the hood
Her ex nigga was a street one
With nothing in the book
3 jigga on G-wing taught me how to cook
I'm a quick learner never had
To ask how it looked
How much times did we pull up
And just to crash the party
I got an 'ooter to the left
Cuh' they want to harm me
A lot of girls became easy
When I grabbed the Carti'
These times that watch was just
A starter like some Calamari
12 Bills for my OFF WHITE 4s when I link
The trappers made me wanna OFF WHITE more
I got hella' OFF WHITE in
My wardrobe for sure
Used to OFF WHITE before I
Hit the OFF WHITE store
Can you have some fucking manners
Bad influence when I'm around
The fucking trappers
Gotta keep my eye on snow
He a fucking savage
Hit it once and kept it cutting told her
Friend I'm trash but she a fucking badderz
I don't care bout yours but all
I know that mines are VVS
Sometimes I wake up and feel
It's me V the rest i got a hoe that I phone
Up when I need the head
Not the headache she reckons she a Petr Cech