Max B, Giggs - Bad to Tha Bone lyrics
[Max B, Giggs - Bad to Tha Bone lyrics]
Max Biggavel haha, yeah
(Couture)
Four-time felon
Quick to give a nigga the steamer
Never been on probation
I don't do misdemeanors
Shout out to Big Meech
Shout out that nigga Shmurda
My baby, she sold her soul
Child out flippin' burgers
I finally got mama house
Money couldn't spend it
Seven figures from prison
All mine's independent
Eloquent music god, some would call me genius
Some women want the money
Most of 'em love the penis
Came back on post-conviction
Post-convictions it be them niggas
That's in your caught up in the systеm
I was searchin' for little paper
Playеd with prophecies (yeah)
Desperate to find a caper
Cocaine shoppin' sprees
Visions to be the nigga
Started flippin' music negro spirituals
They didn't think that Bigg could do it
Jag on chrome, put the mag' to your dome
Used to be super bad, now I'm
Just bad to the bone, oh
I'm b-b-b bad (Bad)
A couple mil' in the stash
(A couple mil' in the stash)
Two hundred plus on the dash
I fucks with chicks with the bag
(I fucks with chicks with the bag)
I'm bad to the bone (I'm bad)
I'm bad to the bone (I'm bad)
I'm b-b-b bad (Bad)
I'm super bad to the bone (yeah)
Hollow the general, always respect the people
(yeah) dude got the TEC for evil
Always protect the people (yeah)
Dude disrespected me
Shoot up and ate the vehicle
Beat up the 45, few from the Desert Eagle
(O oh) superbad (Bad)
Superbad to the bone, nigga, scoop the bag
(Hm-m) where I'm at, this my home
Niggas shoot and stab (Stab)
Never had an idea what a yute could have
(Trust me) mAC-11 on pop
Niggas got him down
Think it was 'bout seven o'clock
Man was sittin' down
Thinkin' that it's never gon' stop
If you look around
Niggas stick together a lot
'Cause you never know when a
Nigga's ready or not but, I always know
Niggas gotta wetten 'em up
On a level though
Niggas know the devils a plot
But, I get it though
Now a nigga sell in the shop
I'm b-b-b bad (Bad)
A couple mil' in the stash
(A couple mil' in the stash)
Two hundred plus on the dash
I fucks with chicks with the bag
(I fucks with chicks with the bag)
I'm bad to the bone (I'm bad)
I'm bad to the bone (I'm bad)
I'm b-b-b bad (Bad)
I'm super bad to the bone (yeah)
See I was known for the wavy
The Gran Coupe got me torn
I put my ma in a home
I'm super bad to the bone
Copped that new 'Lac with the chrome
They pushed my packs with the phone
I'm super bad to the bone
I'm super bad to the bone, yeah
Fuck with it (Haha)
(Couture)
Four-time felon
Quick to give a nigga the steamer
Never been on probation
I don't do misdemeanors
Shout out to Big Meech
Shout out that nigga Shmurda
My baby, she sold her soul
Child out flippin' burgers
I finally got mama house
Money couldn't spend it
Seven figures from prison
All mine's independent
Eloquent music god, some would call me genius
Some women want the money
Most of 'em love the penis
Came back on post-conviction
Post-convictions it be them niggas
That's in your caught up in the systеm
I was searchin' for little paper
Playеd with prophecies (yeah)
Desperate to find a caper
Cocaine shoppin' sprees
Visions to be the nigga
Started flippin' music negro spirituals
They didn't think that Bigg could do it
Jag on chrome, put the mag' to your dome
Used to be super bad, now I'm
Just bad to the bone, oh
I'm b-b-b bad (Bad)
A couple mil' in the stash
(A couple mil' in the stash)
Two hundred plus on the dash
I fucks with chicks with the bag
(I fucks with chicks with the bag)
I'm bad to the bone (I'm bad)
I'm bad to the bone (I'm bad)
I'm b-b-b bad (Bad)
I'm super bad to the bone (yeah)
Hollow the general, always respect the people
(yeah) dude got the TEC for evil
Always protect the people (yeah)
Dude disrespected me
Shoot up and ate the vehicle
Beat up the 45, few from the Desert Eagle
(O oh) superbad (Bad)
Superbad to the bone, nigga, scoop the bag
(Hm-m) where I'm at, this my home
Niggas shoot and stab (Stab)
Never had an idea what a yute could have
(Trust me) mAC-11 on pop
Niggas got him down
Think it was 'bout seven o'clock
Man was sittin' down
Thinkin' that it's never gon' stop
If you look around
Niggas stick together a lot
'Cause you never know when a
Nigga's ready or not but, I always know
Niggas gotta wetten 'em up
On a level though
Niggas know the devils a plot
But, I get it though
Now a nigga sell in the shop
I'm b-b-b bad (Bad)
A couple mil' in the stash
(A couple mil' in the stash)
Two hundred plus on the dash
I fucks with chicks with the bag
(I fucks with chicks with the bag)
I'm bad to the bone (I'm bad)
I'm bad to the bone (I'm bad)
I'm b-b-b bad (Bad)
I'm super bad to the bone (yeah)
See I was known for the wavy
The Gran Coupe got me torn
I put my ma in a home
I'm super bad to the bone
Copped that new 'Lac with the chrome
They pushed my packs with the phone
I'm super bad to the bone
I'm super bad to the bone, yeah
Fuck with it (Haha)