CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Bad Vibe
How you doin'? (How you doin', huh?)
She say she f**k with me 'cause I'm a bad guy (Bad guy)
She bougie with a att**ude, a bad vibe
Lotta n***as wish they had her, oh, my bad, that's mine
He wanted beef, get put on Fox, breaking news, that n***a famous now
K's around, Dracs around, gotta keep that gang around
They talk too much cap, I swear that money is my language now
I don't want no drama, I want commas in my bank account
I remember they was laughin', that youngin' made a million the fastest
Now I sit back and count my money through my Cartier gla**es
If you ain't clutchin' on a weapon, you ain't steppin' 'round me
I heard some n***as plan on robbin' me, I'm waitin', I'll see
Pull out the racks and I'ma flex it so they know that I got it
Ain't gon' act c*cky, I remember gettin' change off the concrete
They probably thought I looked dumb, but now my pockets are stocky
I let the critics talk that talk 'cause they don't know non' about me
How you doin'? (How you doin', huh?)
She say she f**k with me 'cause I'm a bad guy (Bad guy)
She bougie with a att**ude, a bad vibe
Lotta n***as wish they had her, oh, my bad, that's mine
He wanted beef, get put on Fox, breaking news, that n***a famous now
K's around, Dracs around, gotta keep that gang around
They talk too much cap, I swear that money is my language now
I don't want no drama, I want commas in my bank account
I remember they was laughin', that youngin' made a million the fastest
Now I sit back and count my money through my Cartier gla**es
If you ain't clutchin' on a weapon, you ain't steppin' 'round me
I heard some n***as plan on robbin' me, I'm waitin', I'll see
Pull out the racks and I'ma flex it so they know that I got it
Ain't gon' act c*cky, I remember gettin' change off the concrete
They probably thought I looked dumb, but now my pockets are stocky
I let the critics talk that talk 'cause they don't know non' about me
N***as steady on my d**k, always talkin' sh*t, they just wanna ride the wave
You know I ride for gang, put the bag on your head, and I know they gon' slide for me (Brr, boom-boom)
I put the streets in the loop, it was easy (Easy), now these n***as wan' be me
Trench kid, been with the sh*ts, bullets flyin' at 'em like it's 3-D (3-D)
You don't want smoke like the "PD", try if you do not believe me (Do it now)
All them dead opps got me wheezy, all these dead opps got me high (I be high)
I'll be reppin 'til I die, swear to God, I really wish a n***a try (Try)
We gon' leave him in the sky (Boom, blaow), it's gon' be a homicide
50 shooters in the cut (What else), 20 deadies in the blunt (Blunt)
Give a f**k about the opps (Opps), we ain't with none of them stunts (Nah)
He say he play in the field (Where?), told him this ain't what he want (Nah)
Told him this sh*t ain't game (No), play around you get shot (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
He wanted beef, get put on Fox, breaking news, that n***a famous now
K's around, Dracs around, gotta keep that gang around
They talk too much cap, I swear that money is my language now
I don't want no drama, I want commas in my bank account
I remember they was laughin', that youngin' made a million the fastest
Now I sit back and count my money through my Cartier gla**es
If you ain't clutchin' on a weapon, you ain't steppin' 'round me
I heard some n***as plan on robbin' me, I'm waitin', I'll see
How you doin'? (How you doin', huh?)
She say she f**k with me 'cause I'm a bad guy (Bad guy)
She bougie with a att**ude, a bad vibe
Lotta n***as wish they had her, oh, my bad, that's mine
She say she f**k with me 'cause I'm a bad guy (Bad guy)
She bougie with a att**ude, a bad vibe
Lotta n***as wish they had her, oh, my bad, that's mine
He wanted beef, get put on Fox, breaking news, that n***a famous now
K's around, Dracs around, gotta keep that gang around
They talk too much cap, I swear that money is my language now
I don't want no drama, I want commas in my bank account
I remember they was laughin', that youngin' made a million the fastest
Now I sit back and count my money through my Cartier gla**es
If you ain't clutchin' on a weapon, you ain't steppin' 'round me
I heard some n***as plan on robbin' me, I'm waitin', I'll see
Pull out the racks and I'ma flex it so they know that I got it
Ain't gon' act c*cky, I remember gettin' change off the concrete
They probably thought I looked dumb, but now my pockets are stocky
I let the critics talk that talk 'cause they don't know non' about me
How you doin'? (How you doin', huh?)
She say she f**k with me 'cause I'm a bad guy (Bad guy)
She bougie with a att**ude, a bad vibe
Lotta n***as wish they had her, oh, my bad, that's mine
He wanted beef, get put on Fox, breaking news, that n***a famous now
K's around, Dracs around, gotta keep that gang around
They talk too much cap, I swear that money is my language now
I don't want no drama, I want commas in my bank account
I remember they was laughin', that youngin' made a million the fastest
Now I sit back and count my money through my Cartier gla**es
If you ain't clutchin' on a weapon, you ain't steppin' 'round me
I heard some n***as plan on robbin' me, I'm waitin', I'll see
Pull out the racks and I'ma flex it so they know that I got it
Ain't gon' act c*cky, I remember gettin' change off the concrete
They probably thought I looked dumb, but now my pockets are stocky
I let the critics talk that talk 'cause they don't know non' about me
N***as steady on my d**k, always talkin' sh*t, they just wanna ride the wave
You know I ride for gang, put the bag on your head, and I know they gon' slide for me (Brr, boom-boom)
I put the streets in the loop, it was easy (Easy), now these n***as wan' be me
Trench kid, been with the sh*ts, bullets flyin' at 'em like it's 3-D (3-D)
You don't want smoke like the "PD", try if you do not believe me (Do it now)
All them dead opps got me wheezy, all these dead opps got me high (I be high)
I'll be reppin 'til I die, swear to God, I really wish a n***a try (Try)
We gon' leave him in the sky (Boom, blaow), it's gon' be a homicide
50 shooters in the cut (What else), 20 deadies in the blunt (Blunt)
Give a f**k about the opps (Opps), we ain't with none of them stunts (Nah)
He say he play in the field (Where?), told him this ain't what he want (Nah)
Told him this sh*t ain't game (No), play around you get shot (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
He wanted beef, get put on Fox, breaking news, that n***a famous now
K's around, Dracs around, gotta keep that gang around
They talk too much cap, I swear that money is my language now
I don't want no drama, I want commas in my bank account
I remember they was laughin', that youngin' made a million the fastest
Now I sit back and count my money through my Cartier gla**es
If you ain't clutchin' on a weapon, you ain't steppin' 'round me
I heard some n***as plan on robbin' me, I'm waitin', I'll see
How you doin'? (How you doin', huh?)
She say she f**k with me 'cause I'm a bad guy (Bad guy)
She bougie with a att**ude, a bad vibe
Lotta n***as wish they had her, oh, my bad, that's mine
