Bad Company

[A$AP Rocky & Khloe Anna:]
People think you're stuck up, but we're all super good friends
It's only natural, I suppose, but we're all super good friends
Um, I get the feeling that you're admired, but, um
I'm above average

[A$AP Rocky:]
I got so much beef, I could barely sleep
Paranoia got me losing all my Z's, all day
Good lord, momma praying on her knees, all day
If you still fronting when I up it, I'ma squeeze

Bad company's bad for your company
Bad company's bad for your company
Mac and the ski mask in case you come for me
Got the Mac and the ski mask in case you come for me

[A$AP Rocky & BlocBoy JB:]
When I say I got beef, they don't want no beef
When they say they got beef, they don't wanna eat
If he said he wants smoke, they don't want no steam
She put a V on her tee, bad bad bad bad bad

Had a bachelors degree, Ph.D. while selling speed
Fix the face then fix the weave, now working on her self-esteem
Hit up Bloc (Brrr), "yo' this Flack, nigga, where you at?
Pin the drop, uh, my new map location be the block on the app"

[BlockBoy JB:]
I need money and company, nah nah
Bad bitches, I don't even know the company, hahahaha
You—you—you can't hang baby, we don't want you 'round here
I—ice on my neck and it's froze, Santa's reindeer

Y—you got bad bitches, hella hoes, I—i—it's the same here
You bad company, lil' bro, you can't hang here
G—g—g—getting money so the bottles keep on coming
Ph—ph—pho—pho—phone ringing so you know the trap jumping
Tha—tha—that nigga looking at me, he owe me some money
Hit 'em with the Tommy, now that nigga crumping

Why—why these niggas playing games? They don't want no problems with me
My shooters got good aim, you know I brought them shottas with me
Might have hit a bad stain, they say that someone top was missing
Them niggas were opposition
They move wrong, so I shot them bitches

[A$AP Rocky:]
Dark shades, too much smoke, I could barely see the fumes
Acting brand new like I don't see you when I do
Who them folks? Who want smoke? You too close, give me room
Phony folks, play it close, do the most, don't they?

Bad company, that's bad for your company
Bad company, that's bad for your company
Mad cow disease, now you in a ton of beef
Black Mac tucked underneath my new blue dungarees

Flintstone bust down, color Murakami
Fruity pebble bezel, Wilma, Betty, Fred, and Barney
Bad bitch from outta town, I think she model Abercrombie
Wrist game Lucky Charmy, told my jeweler Leprechaun me
I'ma come clean, I got hella beef

Paranoia got me rolling up my sleeves, okay
Niggas hating 'cause I'm upping up the fees
Whole team got V's on they tees, all day
I got so much beef, I could barely sleep
Paranoia got me losing all my Z's, all day
Good lord, momma praying on her knees, all day
If you still fronting when I up it, I'ma squeeze

I'm above average