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Bad Friend

 

Bad Friend

(Album: Roots - 2021)


Give it time we all finna shine
Motorsport drove the Porsche to the finish line
No pork on my fork when it's dinner time
Defund the pigs and refund my niggas time
Finna climb every single chart when I start
So fly that I screen write it and still get a part
And we making hits in the dark its a hidden art
Asking how did we get this far when we been apart?
I hit the rap game with a flash bang
No T-Pain feature, no big ass chain
Get all the money in the world but you lack change
Chasing cheese only leads to the rap maze
Why you waiting just to make it on the waiting list?
How dare you be broke and treat me like the maintenance
No debating inauguration I'm back in
These niggas follow fast trends, that's a sad end

Getting money from the front to the back end
Run and bring the bag in 'til the bag end
Get it going ain't no slowing ain't no lagging
Girl we up to no good, bring that ass
Bring yo' bad friend, bring yo' bad friend
Bring yo' bad friend, bring yo' bad friend
Said we up to no good, bring that ass in
And bring yo bad friend, bring yo bad friend

Y'all out here doing it for the promo
I'm out here shooting it from the logo
My crowds cheer like a nigga was bolo
When I appear shit start moving in (slow-mo)
Whoah, everything on the rise raising the quota
Raising the flow up, raising the son like baby yoda
Raising the lightsaber sword up make em gaze at the glow up
Taking the L7 squad up we've been waiting to show up
Now hold up, I plant the seed and it breed roots
And I'm clean as James Carter in a cheap suit
I don't need no one to look, I don't need proof
I'm getting money off the books like I'm Dean Koontz
Shh! Don't say a thing. this A Quiet Place
Hook up at the Hyatt, have her handing notes Mariah make
From the window, to the wall, to the fireplace
Then hyperspeed out of place soon as I awake

Getting money from the front to the back end
Run and bring the bag in 'til the bag end
Get it going ain't no slowing ain't no lagging
Girl we up to no good, bring that ass
Bring yo' bad friend, bring yo' bad friend
Bring yo' bad friend, bring yo' bad friend
Said we up to no good, bring that ass in
And bring yo bad friend, bring yo bad friend

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