"Bad Spot" lyrics
Oh, wow, woah, wow
Woah, woah drop drop drop
Pull up on me 'n the bro we gon' slide
I gotta duck my pole first, can't hide
She fuckin' on a bro she got miles
We having hella guns, got a pile
I don't smoke no fucking mid, this some loud
I shoot the fucking blick it go pow!
Hella masks in my backpack I think they got me in a bad spot
Up Gen 5, give a fuck where I'm at bitch you know I'm makin' it out
Gunners posted at that backdoor
Smokin' dope at the comedy show
Racks on me yeah my drip cost a band
Racks on me yeah my drip cost a band
Phone off, turn on your hotspot
Drinking straight drop, I gotta stop
Know my closet look like Saks Fifth
Put that shit on everyday I wake up
Whip out the gun, your heart pump like a hiccup
This a ghost town, we got no one to stick up
Your lil' B with the gang she gon' pick up
I'm rollin' thrax up, it get stuck
Switching up the fucking V's gotta switch it up like I swap my clothes out
Bonk down to my turf and you end up not making it out
Lean drink I don't feel like, I only get high of the za
Beam bright so you get flashed when I point in your eyes
I ain't scared of heights, I be smokin' za at the Highrise
See the flashlight, next thing you know your head look like bye's
Pull up on me 'n the bro we gon' slide
I gotta duck my pole first, can't hide
She fuckin' on a bro she got miles
We having hella guns, got a pile
I don't smoke no fucking mid, this some loud
I shoot the fucking blick it go pow!
Hella masks in my backpack I think they got me in a bad spot
Up Gen 5, give a fuck where I'm at bitch you know I'm makin' it out
Gunners posted at that backdoor
Smokin' dope at the comedy show
Racks on me yeah my drip cost a band
Racks on me yeah my drip cost a band
Woah, woah drop drop drop
Pull up on me 'n the bro we gon' slide
I gotta duck my pole first, can't hide
She fuckin' on a bro she got miles
We having hella guns, got a pile
I don't smoke no fucking mid, this some loud
I shoot the fucking blick it go pow!
Hella masks in my backpack I think they got me in a bad spot
Up Gen 5, give a fuck where I'm at bitch you know I'm makin' it out
Gunners posted at that backdoor
Smokin' dope at the comedy show
Racks on me yeah my drip cost a band
Racks on me yeah my drip cost a band
Phone off, turn on your hotspot
Drinking straight drop, I gotta stop
Know my closet look like Saks Fifth
Put that shit on everyday I wake up
Whip out the gun, your heart pump like a hiccup
This a ghost town, we got no one to stick up
Your lil' B with the gang she gon' pick up
I'm rollin' thrax up, it get stuck
Switching up the fucking V's gotta switch it up like I swap my clothes out
Bonk down to my turf and you end up not making it out
Lean drink I don't feel like, I only get high of the za
Beam bright so you get flashed when I point in your eyes
I ain't scared of heights, I be smokin' za at the Highrise
See the flashlight, next thing you know your head look like bye's
Pull up on me 'n the bro we gon' slide
I gotta duck my pole first, can't hide
She fuckin' on a bro she got miles
We having hella guns, got a pile
I don't smoke no fucking mid, this some loud
I shoot the fucking blick it go pow!
Hella masks in my backpack I think they got me in a bad spot
Up Gen 5, give a fuck where I'm at bitch you know I'm makin' it out
Gunners posted at that backdoor
Smokin' dope at the comedy show
Racks on me yeah my drip cost a band
Racks on me yeah my drip cost a band
