Yo Bad lyrics

[Verse 1: Key!]
I got a thing for new hoes
I got a thing for new money
Kick 'em out, get some new money
Stranger danger, you never knew money
Hit the club and throw loose money
No ones, just new hundreds
Found a b*tch that I like
Threw her one and then two hundreds
I feel like Draymond Green in the fourth
I stuff a life sentence in the door
If I see a bowl I grab a fork
And whip that motherf*cker like a sport
I threw- I threw Y-3 on, I love my tags
I’m a motherf*cker like my dad
I been wanting money since a lad
You ain’t get no money, that’s your bad

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
That’s your bad, pus*y n*gga that’s your bad
You n*ggas sad, y’all ain’t really counting cash
Oh that’s your bag, I took that bag, oh sh*t my bad
Oh that’s your bad, pus*y n*gga that’s your bad

[Verse 2: Key!]
You snooze, you lose
We up, white bars
Green bars, school bus
Who broke, they broke
Not us, G stars
Seams on my jeans from the bud
Pull up with my team, finna bust
Pull out and I nutted on her butt
Call my partner when I need some lean though
b*tch I’m shooting like a f*cking phenom
Raw denim, suck my di*k with my jeans on
pus*y ass n*gga, this your theme song
f*ck n*ggas love to chatter
Brought my original bowl like I’m whipping some batter
We so f*cking up like we climbed a ladder
f*cked her like I want her but she really don’t matter
[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
That’s your bad, pus*y n*gga that’s your bad
You n*ggas sad, y’all ain’t really counting cash
Oh that’s your bag, I took that bag, oh sh*t my bad
Oh that’s your bad, pus*y n*gga that’s your bad

[Outro: Lil Yachty]
That’s your bad, pus*y n*gga that’s your bad