Bad Decision lyrics

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
I woke up this morning too turnt' up, my n*gga, I be balling
Pink slip shawty, I don't do no f*cking lease
n*ggas dry snitching, want to run to police
Put it on my niece, you gon' die before me
I put that on the G, Grove Street n*gga
Where I'm from, we don't brag if we catch a body n*gga
That's just life
Real sh*t, n*gga, that's just life
Watch out for your friends when they got a knife
Blood brothers, me and Wooh Da Kid
Run up over here, no more hard year
Six millions, that's real sh*t
I'm on my squad sh*t, flex, go hard, b*tch

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
They know my war stories, n*ggas know me
Walk up dumping, [?] me
Everybody killers, where are the bodies?
In the hood, where you could find me
Blood brothers in the club, it's a movie
My hood, you can call it grimy
Lights, camera, action
Center of attention, mention Wooh Da Kid and Flocka
That's a bad decision
[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]
B.O. Flame, family above money
Loyalty spelled backwards, Waka Flocka Flame
Want to wear my chain, want to drive my car, want to f*ck my b*tch
All in my business, get off my di*k
n*ggas bullsh*tting
I got that sack right now
n*ggas bullsh*tting
First strap, thank you to my brother, Wooh
Everything green, pus*y, soo woo
I built it n*gga, watch me break this n*gga
I'm one grateful n*gga, all I did, you ain't thankful n*gga?
I'm from Riverdale Road, Grove Street
Last time that I checked, they know O.G.'s

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
They know my war stories, n*ggas know me
Walk up dumping, [?] me
Everybody killers, where are the bodies?
In the hood, where you could find me
Blood brothers in the club, it's a movie
My hood, you can call it grimy
Lights, camera, action
Center of attention, mention Wooh Da Kid and Flocka
That's a bad decision
[Verse 3: Wooh Da Kid]
All I know is grind, 25/8
Like f*ck it I need it now, n*ggas can't wait
Knife or the pistol, let you choose your fate
Neighborhood buzz, I'm moving state to state
Wooh Da King in this motherf*cker
Heavy metal, three chains in this motherf*cker
Flocka Flame, that's just my blood brother
Could never be pus*y, I got a gangster mother
Most of these n*ggas fake, the rest is iffy
Could even null around, n*ggas won't tempt me
Hole in his head, I guess he lost his mind
And he thought he was a winner when he crossed the line

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
They know my war stories, n*ggas know me
Walk up dumping, [?] me
Everybody killers, where are the bodies?
In the hood, where you could find me
Blood brothers in the club, it's a movie
My hood, you can call it grimy
Lights, camera, action
Center of attention, mention Wooh Da Kid and Flocka
That's a bad decision