Bad Boys lyrics

[Intro: Kent Jamz]
Hey, listen up
Call my phone real quick
Ooh, this weed smell good
Somebody call my phone, I, I can't find my phone
S-smell this

[Refrain: Buddy and Kent Jamz]
What? What? What? What?
What? What? What? What?
Get the f*ck up, get the f*ck up
Get the f*ck up, get the f*ck up
What? What? What? What?
What? What? What? What?
Shut the f*ck up, shut the f*ck up
Shut the f*ck up, shut the f*ck up

[Verse 1: Kent Jamz]
Your girlfriend been with me
Told you she was runnin' errands
Hit it out the park like Hank Aaron
Walk in the dime, everybody starin' at me
Like they ain't bumpin' my sh*t
Like they ain't f*ckin' on b*tches I been hit
Them n*ggas ain't that rich
Them n*ggas need another hit, I get it
[Chorus: Kent Jamz, Buddy]
None of my b*tches let go, hmm
None of my b*tches let go (I get it)
All of my n*ggas gettin' dough, uh (Yeah)
All of my n*ggas gettin' dough (I get it)
None of my b*tches let go, uh
None of my b*tches let go (I get it)
All of my n*ggas gettin' dough, uh (Uh, woah)
All of my n*ggas gettin' dough now

[Verse 2: Buddy]
I'm nauseous (Woah), I lost it (Yeah)
She topless (Ooh), be cautious (Damn)
Just tried me a brand new substance (Damn)
I'm wildin' out in public (Yeah)
She ridin' (Ooh), I'm thuggin' (Yeah)
On God, I just gotta keep hustlin' (On God)
She married, I'm f*ckin' (Ooh)
She don't give a f*ck about her husband (Nah)
Can't make this sh*t up
I'm slizzered, I got the hiccups
I'm p*ss drunk, don't take my picture
Got symptoms of blurry vision
Need OG kush in my system
Please don't you pass me no Swisher
Throwin' up all my liquor
Catch second winds, I'm that n*gga, n*gga
Black girl at the backyard party
White line, she about to get gnarly
Red flag, she a Hollywood actress
Pink lipstick all on my mattress
Blue strips all up in my pocket
Green kush, that's just how I like it
More gold than Jeromie-Rome-Rome
Me and Kent like Tommy and Cole
[Chorus: Kent Jamz, Buddy]
None of my b*tches let go (Yeah)
None of my b*tches let go (Uh)
All of my n*ggas gettin' dough, uh
All of my n*ggas gettin' dough (Yeah)
None of my b*tches let go
None of my b*tches let go (Uh)
All of my n*ggas gettin' dough, uh
All of my n*ggas gettin' dough now

[Refrain: Buddy and Kent Jamz]
What? What? What? What?
What? What? What? What?
Get the f*ck up, get the f*ck up
Get the f*ck up, get the f*ck up
What? What? What? What?
What? What? What? What?
Shut the f*ck up, shut the f*ck up
Shut the f*ck up, shut the f*ck up