30 People lyrics

[Intro]
Wxsterr
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
Bad b*tch, she going to Hell
I like to bring her to my city to show 'em I'm well (Yeah)
Congratulation messages always blowing my cell
But I can name you thirty people who hoping I fail
'Cause now I got a bad b*tch, she going to Hell (Yeah!)
I like to bring her to my city to show 'em I'm well
Congratulation messages always blowing my cell (Uh-huh)
But I can name you thirty people who hoping I fail
'Cause now I got a bad b*tch

[Verse 1]
So bad I should go to confessions
I know a whole lot of men who think I should throw 'em some credit (Yeah!)
Just 'cause you gave me advice, it don't mean you're owed a percentage
And if you really had it you wouldn't be broke and dependent
I got a girl who so bad that I'm overprotective
So it ain't a mystery why they been growing so jealous (Yeah, yeah!)
I gotta be extremely picky who I'm showing my blessings
I gotta check up on the homies just to know they're invested (Yeah!)
And I just disconnect, I never hold a grudge (Yeah)
I don't like the negativity to follow us
Told my girl that I believe the hate more than the love
She don't take offense she said "I know why they judge, 'cause you f*ck a"
[Chorus]
Bad b*tch, she going to Hell
I like to bring her to my city to show 'em I'm well (Yeah)
Congratulation messages always blowing my cell
But I can name you thirty people who hoping I fail
'Cause now I got a bad b*tch, she going to Hell (Yeah!)
I like to bring her to my city to show 'em I'm well
Congratulation messages always blowing my cell (Uh-huh)
But I can name you thirty people who hoping I fail
'Cause now I got a bad b*tch

[Verse 2]
So bad I'm afraid of my karma
They said to keep your OG homies if you playin' it smarter (Yeah!)
But I got someone switchin' on me so it's makin' it harder
I got to Neiman’s and Riccardi from the Macy's and Zara's
And they assume that they're entitled to it too (Yeah)
I got me a Benz, they think they should get a coupe
Call me out on it, say I'm acting brand new (Yeah)
Assumin' all your wins that's the reason why you lose
Stupid b*tch we could've done it all together but you grew your own ego
And never justified it with the work you do for your people
You saw me as a lil' homie so assume that we're equal (Yeah)
But I was down to eat sh*t, you want to feed off of me though
I park the whip up in the city and I'm feeding the meter (Yeah)
I don't ever trust a word, I gotta feel the demeanor
Say you happy for me but I ain't believin' it neither
I bring my girl just to see if you get eager to meet her
[Chorus]
A bad b*tch, she going to Hell
I like to bring her to my city to show 'em I'm well (Yeah)
Congratulation messages always blowing my cell
But I can name you thirty people who hoping I fail
'Cause now I got a bad b*tch, she going to Hell (Yeah!)
I like to bring her to my city to show 'em I'm well
Congratulation messages always blowing my cell (Uh-huh)
But I can name you thirty people who hoping I fail
'Cause now I got a bad b*tch (Yeah!)

[Outro]
Yeah!