"WHAT U BAD FOR" lyrics

Yeah (Tuned up), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ayo, Sheff), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh

I can't fuck with her if she ain't got no passport (Let's go)
She go to the doc so she can see her ass more (Huh)
Humble when we shop, I had to tell her, "Grab more" (Okay)
You don't spend yo' money, what I'm buyin' bags for? (Whew)
You know you that bitch, I think that you should brag more (Whew)
Shorty don't get tired, she fuck 'til her ass sore (Fuck)
Caught that nigga cheatin', what the fuck you sad for? (Whew)
Get another nigga, bae, that's what you bad for

Yeah, she so goddamn bad, she damn near dangerous
Her ex nigga thought about killin' himself when she left, and I don't blame him
Yeah, that pussy expensive, I'm ready to make that payment
If she in control of my heart and she fuckin' me good, I'ma make her famous
Yeah, they cappin' and shit on the blogs, they think I'm a bum, but fuck that shit
I like when they countin' me out, 'cause I know I'm that nigga, I love that shit
When I'm takin' her shopping, she askin' me if she can get it, I told her ass, "Duh, I'm rich"
Thing about Halo mommy, you know that's my baby forever, y'all know that I love that— (Go)
I'm playin' with millions, lil' baby, this shit ain't trickin'
She know how to cook and clean, I buy her Celine, she take these inches (Come on)
I normally fuck 'em and leave, it's something about you, like bae you different
How the fuck is you a bad bitch? You fuck good and you listen (Huh)

I can't fuck with her if she ain't got no passport (Let's go)
She go to the doc so she can see her ass more (Huh)
Humble when we shop, I had to tell her, "Grab more" (Okay)
You don't spend yo' money, what I'm buyin' bags for? (Whew)
You know you that bitch, I think that you should brag more (Whew)
Shorty don't get tired, she fuck 'til her ass sore (Fuck)
Caught that nigga cheatin', what the fuck you sad for? (Whew)
Get another nigga, bae, that's what you bad for (Whew)

Hey, hey
I can't fuck on a bitch that fucked around
I'm too piped up, no shade, can't fuck on a bitch that's whippin' Hondas
I got a football team of hoes, twelve deep like Travis Hunter
Prolly be single like DDG, I tried to fuck my bitch wit' a condom
She ain't goin' for that
Nigga ain't bought you shit in six months, how the fuck you goin' for that?
Nigga done offered two K for the pussy, bitch, you goin' for that?
Nigga be goin' out sad about the pussy, like a bitch won't born wit' that
She ain't sellin' that pussy to get a bag, then bitch, I'm done with that
I spend that cheese, nothin' like your last nigga
Type of nigga to buy a flight overseas just to get her ass bigger
Play wit' my bitch, I'm uppin' that switch, this bitch here got a fast trigger
Turn an easy bitch to a bad bitch, just 'cause my bag bigger

I can't fuck with her if she ain't got no passport (Go)
She go to the doc so she can see her ass more (Huh)
Humble when we shop, I had to tell her, "Grab more" (Okay)
You don't spend yo' money, what I'm buyin' bags for? (Mm)
You know you that bitch, I think that you should brag more (Whew)
Shorty don't get tired, she fuck 'til her ass sore (Fuck)
Caught that nigga cheatin', what the fuck you sad for? (Whew)
Get another nigga, bae, that's what you bad for (Whew)

Whew, whew, whew, whew, whew, whew, whew
Shh