Little Simz, Bibi Bourelly - Bad to the Bone lyrics

Simmer down, simmer down
Give me cake, give me loud
Give me more, give me dope
Give me now, give me now
Got a boy from the Southside
Or should I say he got me man a nigga got me

Bad to the bone
Man that's all I've ever known
You can tell that I'm bad to the
Bad to the bone
Man that's all I've ever known
You can tell that I'm bad to the
Bad to the bone
Man that's all I've ever known
You can tell that I'm bad to the
Bad to the bone
Man that's all I've ever known

Three-one-two, zero-three-zero
We the in the three-two-three cali life, hot
Short shorts, you can touch what you see
He ain't never met a chick chick
That can pen like me
I ain't never met a man that
Can do me right like him
He call me foreign cause I'm overseas
Take that nigga overseas cali life
Short shorts, you can touch what you see

Been hot from '06 doing bout 100 on the A406
Who you came here for, oh shit not them
Playing with fire might get you burned
Be too late 'fore you notice been the truth
And you should already know this
Rabbit holes never been for the slow kids
I was one of them at one point, real shit
Oh man, look at my stance
Confidence high when they criticise my art
Ah nah boy, you don't wanna be in my heart
Ah nah shit's cold sometimes
I have to remind niggas fuck I are
Who the fuck I are info sometimes
It's needed so niggas know how
To play they part
We can take it there but it
May be way too dark bad to the bone
Man that's all I've ever known
You can tell that I'm bad to the
Bad to the bone
Man that's all I've ever known
You can tell that I'm bad to the
Bad to the bone
Man that's all I've ever known
You can tell that I'm bad to the
Bad to the bone
Man that's all I've ever known

N5, tomfoolery ain't what it ends like
Got a boy straight from the N side
He on the low sometimes
Got the gas, he wanna
Bill it wanna blow sometimes
Wanna kick it when I'm all alone sometimes
Boy your company is all I know sometimes
But I just want to be
Here on my own sometimes
Ah, don't get offended I'ma phone sometime
Might hit you up at a dumb time
You should know what's up i'm a busy girl
Keep it on the low
None of that kissing and tell shit
I'm open and selfless come on

Simmer down, simmer down
Give me cake, give me loud
Give me more, give me dope
Give me now, give me now
Got a boy from the Southside
Or should I say he got me man a nigga got me

Plus four-four
Three-three, straight to the five-o-six
On the flight high, tired as shit
Plane lands and I'm out quick
He ain' never met a chick
Chick on some real G shit
I ain't never met a man that
Can do me quite like him

He can tell I'm bad to the, bad to the bone
Man that's all I've ever known
You can tell that I'm bad to the
Bad to the bone
Man that's all I've ever known
You can tell that I'm