YFN Lucci, BLEU - Bad lyrics

You know you bad you got a nigga that
Ain't really workin' out
And you claim that he do you bad
You say he do you bad
And I'ma fuck you down in the pad
Gucci kicks young rich nigga and you know
That I'm the shit
Young rich nigga and you know
That I'm the shit
And you know that I'm the shit, ooh ooh

Young fly nigga, I won't never land
Young fly bitch, she like poppin' bands, uh
She gon' pop that pussy, she
Don't pop no xans, oh
I be poppin' shit and I pop rubber bands
Yeah
I was poppin' shit before my first advance
Ayy see I probably fucked his bitch
That's why lil homie mad, yeah
I probably told that bitch don't
Want no strings attached, yeah
I know I told that bitch
That I ain't comin' back, yeah
Uh uh, shoppin' bag, we don't never brag
Yeah put my lil one in the 'Bach
We don't do the Jags
Ayy this a Maybach back
This ain't no Louis bag
Fuck her in a Gucci rag, I
Been in my Gucci bag, yeah yeah

You know you bad you got a nigga that
Ain't really workin' out
And you claim that he do you bad
You say he do you bad
And I'ma fuck you down in the pad
Gucci kicks young rich nigga and you know
That I'm the shit
Young rich nigga and you know
That I'm the shit
And you know that I'm the shit, ooh ooh

Young fly nigga and I need a fly bitch
You ain't tryna fuck
I tell that ho bye bitch
Don't nobody know, we gotta keep it private
One thing about this bitch, she
Know how to ride dick, yeah
I got some issues with this
Love and this trust shit
Some bitches gon' fuck over you so
Watch who you fuck with
These niggas gon' fuck over you so
Watch who you fuck with
Go to war with the world when
It comes to my young bitch
I ain't trippin' 'bout no money
Got some racks on me
Won't you bend it over, bring it back on me
I ain't trippin' 'bout no money
Got some racks on me
Won't you bend it over, bring it back on me
Yeah

You know you bad you got a nigga that
Ain't really workin' out
And you claim that he do you bad
You say he do you bad
And I'ma fuck you down in the pad
Gucci kicks young rich nigga and you know
That I'm the shit
Young rich nigga and you know
That I'm the shit
And you know that I'm the shit, ooh ooh

Tryna fuck me raw
Bitch where they do that at? yeah
Told that bitch that she can't fuck
If she don't suck on that, yeah
Go'n and jump on that, yeah
I need front and back, yeah
I need front and back, yeah
I ain't gon' front on that
Oh, I need head and tails
Need me a Cinderella
She canary yellow, drippin' on me ass up
Go'n put them legs up, girl let me bless you
I got somethin' to tell you

You know you bad you got a nigga that
Ain't really workin' out
And you claim that he do you bad
You say he do you bad
And I'ma fuck you down in the pad
Gucci kicks young rich nigga and you know
That I'm the shit
Young rich nigga and you know
That I'm the shit
And you know that I'm the shit, ooh ooh