MYBAD! lyrics

[Intro: Grioten]
Ima do the devil dance
Ima put you in a headlock while your p*ssing in your pants
I don't give a f*ck about you b*tch you might aswell be dead
b*tch I'm heading to the top, no stops

[Chorus: Grioten & Ethan Ross]
Like b*tch I'm on go
My bad my bad I ain't even mean to flex like that
b*tch Leave me lone
Hit you with a motherf*cking bat
Ima smoke you like a motherf*cking pack
b*tch I never keep it tote

Four deep y'all still get folded
Hold this di*k, finna bust on yo wife she a hoe
My bad my bad, I ain't notice
Oh sh*t, step on 'em crushing they bones

[Verse 1: Grioten]
Shoot a muthaf*cka with a hundred f*cking mags
Ey, don't face me b*tch, turn your back
I've been running band, stacking all thеse f*cking racks
Ey That's why all these b*tchеs looking at me like that
b*tch I don't wanna f*ck
All these b*tches f*cking suck
I've been working on myself cause these b*tches can't love
I've been in my feelings every signal f*cking day
But I keep it to myself cause im tryna get paid
[Verse 2: Ethan Ross]
I whip it out and she about to guzzle a gallon
I see my bank account I'm going wild I doubled my balance
These motherf*ckers all wanna compare the hustle with talent
You wasn't about it and now I finna stunt in a palace
You motherf*cking lil weaklings couldn't be kings
Got the sixth sense boy i being seeing things
Hit the corner store, iced tea and peach rings
Pulled her cus Ima G, now I pull her G-string

[Bridge: Ethan Ross]
To the side, b*tch we gon ride
Cannot compete cus they don't got no drive
Got no ambition it's not no surprise
Cone Gang b*tch why the f*ck would try? (b*tch, yuh)
Heard they wanna take my soul
Ha ha ha motherf*cker I'm staying on go
Heard they stop me, woah
Y'all f*cked up, we be riding out

[Chorus: Grioten & Ethan Ross]
Like b*tch I'm on go
My bad my bad I ain't even mean to flex like that
b*tch Leave me lone
Hit you with a motherf*cking bat
Ima smoke you like a motherf*cking pack
b*tch I never keep it tote
Four deep y'all still get folded
Hold this di*k, finna bust on yo wife she a hoe
My bad my bad, I ain't notice
Oh sh*t, step on 'em crushing they bones