Bad Bad Bad - Rexx Life Raj & Kenny Beats

Back to high school love The kind without the drugs We were just two city kids We would run around And tear a few things down But that's the worst that it would get Bad bad bad, we're in trouble now Or so, so, so they say They think they've got us figured out But we kinda like it, that way It was just a crush But wild and dangerous You and I were out too late Started in my car Might've gone too far But we were down to make mistakes Bad, bad, bad, we're in trouble now Or so, so, so they say They think they've got us figured out But we kinda like it, that way They say we're going to hell Let's find a cheap motel and stay a couple nights And when our time is done, we'll go back on the run Do whatever we like Bad, bad, bad, we're in trouble now Or so, so, so they say They think they've got us figured out But we kinda like it, that way They say we're going to hell Let's find a cheap motel and stay a couple nights And when our time is done, we'll go back on the run Do whatever we like They say we're going to hell Let's find a cheap motel and stay a couple nights And when our time is done, we'll go back on the run Do whatever we like

Woah, Kenny Hey, look You know my life is crazy, look at my DM's (look at my DM's) Yeah, buss her ass one time, now she actin' like my BM Yeah, battling demons, they was sleeping like a Tylenol PM Sendin' my prayer somewhere in the sky 'cause I ain't even know what God to believe in, facts I was just hoping it landed (facts) I was just hoping whoever was listening Know I ain't take it for granted (facts) I may not be of this planet I see you niggas and don't understand it But you want ball money and ball Time, sign their names on dotted lines You should draw a line, real shit I am a legend of my city, I'm Will Smith Old bitch did me dirty, I healed quick I'ma cop a billboard in front of her House so she can look at it and feel sick (ooh) Upper Echelon and petty Pop a couple uppers now a nigga ready Woah, Kenny, take a lil' time to kill 'em slow, Kenny Travel the globe, the same bros with me Snow on that roll but I still don't slip, ay Moonwalk like Mike Jack through all that shit, ay If the sky falls, I bet I catch it, hey It's destined, yeah (Ooh) Don't mind me, I'm out here doing what the fuck I'm 'posed to, uh Reparation, bitch I need a check, check, check (ooh) Can't hear you from in the sky 'cause I've been going postal (still) Need a bag wherever we at, yeah (yes) I come from the side of the town where they gun you down But we made a way through it Baggage claim like I work at Spirit but it's Only spirit so you can't relate to it, broke nigga (broke nigga) Out in Copenhagen (ooh), know I bought the Bay to 'em Shit still be surprisin' me like What I say to 'em? Why they fuck with me? How I escape through so luckily (skrr) Pops got me knife sharp, I feel like I'm cutlery My circle, cheerio, small, I don't need no company I don't need new friends suddenly I don't need another new drug in me Since I been lit, niggas been plugging me, I'm lit (uh-ah) And I can't tell what's real no more (I can't tell what's real) What are you tryna conceal bro, bro? I got in my feels and stayed on ten toes Then got it poppin', xans, benzos It's all mental, all in your head every time (Yea) Snow on that roll but I still don't slip, ay Moonwalk like Mike Jack through all that shit, ay If the sky falls, I bet I catch it, hey It's destined, yeah (Ooh) Don't mind me, I'm out here doing what the fuck I'm 'posed to, uh Reparation, bitch I need a check, check, check (ooh) Can't hear you from in the sky 'cause I've been going postal (still) Need a bag wherever we at next (ooh)

Bitch, you'll get stripped, robbed and stripped Don't play me nigga, play that bitch Look, ay, look Round my way, they call you a lick You'll get stripped, robbed and kicked Don't play me, nigga, play with that bitch I'm like bitch, bitch, make me rich I said bitch, ooh, ay Make me rich Bitch, bitch make me rich I said bitch, ooh, make me rich Bitch, I said make me rich Ay, ballin' on you niggas like a high school jamboree Extra molly on me I might put it in my daiquiri Look, I pay more in taxes than your salary Uncle Tom asked, see me run it up annually You say you a boss, what are you really on? Contracts my name, really on, I dived in head first Got my Free Willy on, I take my dignity before I take a million You would do whatever for the like, lookin' headass Sparks are made in Wallgreens for the hype, headass The random pharmaceuticals they sell was height, headass Instagram ad, bubble chain, ice, headass Hella dipped in that middleseat on your flight, headass Round my way, they call you a lick You'll get stripped, robbed and kicked Don't play me, nigga, play with that bitch I'm like bitch, bitch, make me rich I said bitch, ooh, ay Make me rich Bitch, bitch make me rich I said bitch, ooh, make me rich (well, well, well, well, well) Bitch, I said make me rich (I go by the name of ALLBLACK) Somebody get they homie, before I go hogie And put cheese on this fucking baloney Please not today I already got a migraine from that jacket Them bootcut jeans, that fake Louis bag is so pathetic Caught your bitch at Monkey King had to jump out and sweat it I heard she worked at airports and be cleaning up mansions Ain't had a square bitch just Oakland had Philip Buchanon So I asked that lil' heffa, how high is your credit? She went to Credit Karma and the screen was showing 811 The next day I had her run a play at the check casher Looked at that bitch and started smiling like I was the Grinch A few more trips of this, and a house flip gon' make me rich Round my way, they call you a lick You'll get stripped, robbed and kicked Don't play me, nigga, play with that bitch I'm like bitch, bitch, make me rich I said bitch, ooh, ay Make me rich Bitch, bitch make me rich I said bitch (bitch!), make me rich Bitch, I said make me rich, oh

You a freak, yeah (yeah) Turn around and throw that thing on me, yeah (yeah) You know what I'm on You're a freak, yeah (yeah) What it taste like, bet it's sweet, yeah (yeah) You're a freak, yeah You a freak, yeah (yeah) Turn around and throw that thing on me, yeah (yeah) You know what I'm on You're a freak, yeah (yeah) What it taste like, bet it's sweet, yeah (yeah) You're a freak, yeah Yeah Girl, you can't hide it, you're a freak (freak) Hitting my phone up for that late night creep (late night) Diving headfirst, I took a leap (leap, leap, leap) Boom, boom, boom 'til we sleep (sleep) Ooh, she gon' ride it like benzes, porsches, panamera (benzes, porsches, panamera) Look in our eyes you can tell that We don't give a damn about a thing Slow twerk on me, let me work it and tease me I don't want it, if you feel like it's easy Low key, this room need a towel and a squeegee Ten minute break for a blunt and a Fiji (yeah, yeah, yeah) Your body language on ten Girl, I'm a fan of that bag you in (girl, I'm a fan of that bag you in) You be acting different around your friends, friends, friends But, I know what it is 'Cause you a freak, yeah (yeah) Turn around and throw that thing on me, yeah (yeah) You know, what I'm on You're a freak, yeah (yeah) What it taste like, bet it's sweet, yeah You're a freak, yeah You a freak, yeah (yeah) Turn around and throw that thing on me, yeah (yeah) You know, what I'm on You're a freak, yeah (you're a freak, yeah) What it taste like, bet it's sweet, yeah (what it taste like, bet it's sweet, yeah) You're a freak, yeah Yeah Mmhmm You've been inside the house before corona And, you ain't got no friends, you're just a loner You got that thing between your legs and I'm the owner A big old fine motherfucker like Willona When I saw you, I got a boner Hope you a good performer, these bitches say I'm not normal Want me to give my heart to you, baby I'm not a donor But you can get on top and ride, anyway that you wanna Freak It ain't a woman with a better technique You know you the wave, I got on my jet ski's When, I'm with you, I'm up all night I can't sleep We've been going at it all week You're a freak, yeah (yeah) Turn around and throw that thing on me, yeah (yeah) You know, what I'm on You're a freak, yeah (yeah) What it taste like, bet it's sweet, yeah You're a freak, yeah You're a freak, yeah Turn around and throw that thing on me, yeah You know, what I'm on You're a freak, yeah (you're a freak, yeah) What it taste like, bet it's sweet, yeah (what it taste like, bet it's sweet, yeah) You're a freak, yeah, yeah

Even though I ain't rich Bitch I'm rich, yeah Bounce back, Michael Vick On my shit, yeah 'Cause being broke is just a state of mind That ain't my state of mind What's mine is mine Gonna take my time Don't waste my time If we ain't along They don't wanna see me shine Yeah, I'm still gon' shine I got that work and I don't mind I got the work, work, on God (Get the work on me) Now I'm back on long I got the work, work, on God (Get the work on me) I got the work, work, on God (Get the work on me) Now I'm back on long I got the work, work, on God (Get the work on me) Yeah, uh Put it all in the universe Still, it ain't gon' work if you don't work Nobody wanna do the work Fell on my face, look stupid first Now I need 10k or I can't do the verse She wanted Fendi and got the newest purse My new accountant is hella Jewish Fly to Peru and go see the ruins I need my jewelry in full cue I could be doing more than I'm doing Hella hard on myself Right, I'm only human Study the game 'cause I'm a student Niggas searching for everything but solutions Turn on the TV and you see the revolution We need more of them Huey Newtons Ain't no cops here playing savior They fire back when them niggas start shooting It' s a warzone where we come from He run the block like he's Vladimir Putin He had a scholly, but ain't have a father figure He was supposed to go be a Bruin Running them plays and running them streets But no one is stopping him from being stupid Look at the people that you influence All the little homies that you do reach I know that cool to rock all that designer What's cooler is finding your inner peace Your inner piece, aye Then let it fall in line Can't put no price tag on that On God Even though I ain't rich Bitch I'm rich, yeah Bounce back, Michael Vick On my shit, yeah 'Cause being broke is just a state of mind That ain't my state of mind What's mine is mine Gonna take my time Don't waste my time If we ain't along They don't wanna see me shine Yeah, I'm still gon' shine I got that work and I don't mind I got the work, work, on God (Get the work on me) Now I'm back on long I got the work, work, on God (Get the work on me) I got the work, work, on God (Get the work on me) Now I'm back on long I got the work, work, on God (Get the work on me)

They treat me like a god when I been a block Trying to act like I'm ordinary when I know I'm not In a neighborhood where they would usually call the cops But since I'm with such and such and got my money up I guess they not Look at the tide changes, time change Way before I had my bar skills right I knew I'd ball like LeBron James Fresher than your prom date I just want the head right now, it's been a long day Don't take it the wrong way Moving these mountains with my mental, I think I need counselling for my issues, I feel More at peace whenever I'm with you yeah I know I got what they want a piece of I step on their neck before I ease up I'd rather work to death than kick my feet up 'Cause everything I wanted, I made it Out of my mind I created it And didn't miss hers Now look at this I bet you're feeling dumb as a bitch if you hated Bet you feeling goofy for not being patient Didn't trip Ooh now look at this Bitch Look at this Frilly nigga with the funnies LOL, laughing to the bank getting money Show me don't tell me how much you love me She gon' send that kitty cat like a Playboy bunny I love you in the nude You love me anyway You could get me, ooh I'm out of here early afternoon Looking down while I'm in the clouds, I'm like a balloon I assume that this plane lands somewhere in Paris Brr as fuck in these dirty Chuck Taylors Karma do me good 'cause I did enough favors If she acting right I might cap and save her Little belly on her, we do't do the waist trainer, no We like it natural That's why when niggas acting fraudulent we pack 'em out The problem is we get the game and we don't pass it 'round But when it's meant for you it's coming back around 'Cause everything I wanted, I made it Out of my mind I created it And didn't miss hers Now look at this Look at this