"Bed Rest" lyrics
JasonMartin & DJ Flippp Lyrics
(feat. Fenix Flexin)
[Fenix Flexin:]
(808 Kartel, nigga)
Ayy, ayy
(Ayy, Khalid slapped that bitch)
Fenix Flexin
(DJ Flippp, make the money flip)
Bitch
She asked me what my type, I said bad bitches (I said bad bitches)
You the type of nigga never had bitches (Nerd)
If you see me in the club, I got my strap in it (I got it on)
Big dick energy, BDE, I got that mag with me (Got that mag with me)
Lil' brodie a crashout, he got that MAC with him (Tryna crash out)
He tryna blow a nigga head off (Grr)
She brought her best friend, what they doin'? Suckin' dick the same time (Same time)
I watched lil' baby have a head-off (Goin' crazy)
She got that WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP (Got that WAP)
Hmm, yeah, lil' baby got that wet-wet (Got that wet-wet)
Hear that pop, pop, pop, pop, pop (Bah-bah)
We'll chase a nigga down, leave him on bedrest
Told lil' baby turn around, see what you turnin' down (Turn around, baby)
Whole squad full of joints, we'll burn 'em down (On my mama)
So why you playin'? You know we with that shit
Ride around with twenty thousand and a big-ass blick, huh (Bah-bah)
I ain't trickin' on a bitch, nigga, never
I'm clever when it comes to gettin' to my cheddar (To this dough, nigga)
I'm a smooth operator like I'm Sade (Like I'm Sade)
I be sippin' out the pint like it's Bombay (Out the brick, nigga)
Get up on a nigga close, walk him down, that's a checkmate
Fuckin' on his bitch, pussy good, we made a sextape
I was with my eses
You was up in school writin' essays
Only charge you ever caught was an SA
Hmm, yeah, that's super out (Yeah, that's super out)
Pull up with your main bitch, she got some stupid mouth
Told lil' baby, "Arch your back," then I blew it out
I know your homies with the shit, but what is you about?
She asked me what my type, I said bad bitches (I said bad bitches)
You the type of nigga never had bitches (Nerd)
If you see me in the club, I got my strap in it (I got it on)
Big dick energy, BDE, I got that mag with me (Got that mag with me)
Lil' brodie a crashout, he got that MAC with him (Tryna crash out)
He tryna blow a nigga head off (Grr)
She brought her best friend, what they doin'? Suckin' dick the same time (Same time)
I watched lil' baby have a head-off (Goin' crazy)
She got that WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP (Got that WAP)
Hmm, yeah, lil' baby got that wet-wet (Got that wet-wet)
Hear that pop, pop, pop, pop, pop (Bah-bah)
We'll chase a nigga down, leave him on bedrest
[Problem:]
Hey, chill out, chopstick, better watch them words (Better watch 'em)
Better check your tone, better watch them slurs
Sprint across that line if the lines get blurred (Woah)
Ready to take it to the floor, we moppin' shit (Bah)
Ayy, bro, who you talkin' to? I am not your bitch
Got the chili and the cheese, get a nacho chipped (Yeah)
And I don't represent no gang, that is not no diss
Know I'm good with the aim, it's not gon' miss (What?)
I represent change for the young and hopeless
Was gettin' money on the run like the homie soulless (OT)
Yeah, I'm gettin up in age, but the homie focused
Niggas ain't ready to keep they spot and the homies noticed
When these boys was out here beggin', we was gettin' to it
Rockin' with niggas just 'cause they pop it, we just couldn't do it
Shit, hmm, shit
She like, "How you everywhere, but you stay exclusive?"
I asked her what her type, then she said me (Oh, yeah?)
Think you ready for this thrill? Baby, let's see (Come on)
Will rarely catch me in the club, I'm a lick walkin'
Really one of them, and I'ma say it, I'm a shit talker (What?)
My family'll crash out, deadly accidents
If you knew all that, bet you'd relax a bit (Yeah)
Boys havin' big dreams, but they ain't livin' like it (I can see)
Two mil' off of green 'fore they legalized it (Yeah)
Another box, box, box, box, box (Ayy)
Yeah, this money talk get her wet-wet (What? What?)
Take shots, pop, pop, pop, pop (Ayy)
Niggas faded and we ain't even there yet
See a pretty cute thing and I'm takin' that
Comptown Chach, 'bout LA as a Laker hat
Did me dirty, ain't no comin' back, it's too late for that
Nigga, what?
[Fenix Flexin:]
She asked me what my type, I said bad bitches (I said bad bitches)
You the type of nigga never had bitches (Nerd)
If you see me in the club, I got my strap in it (I got it on)
Big dick energy, BDE, I got that mag with me (Got that mag with me)
Lil' brodie a crashout, he got that MAC with him (Tryna crash out)
He tryna blow a nigga head off (Grr)
She brought her best friend, what they doin'? Suckin' dick the same time (Same time)
I watched lil' baby have a head-off (Goin' crazy)
She got that WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP (Got that WAP)
Hmm, yeah, lil' baby got that wet-wet (Got that wet-wet)
Hear that pop, pop, pop, pop, pop (Bah-bah)
We'll chase a nigga down, leave him on bedrest
She got that WAP
Yeah, lil' baby got that wet-wet (That wet-wet)
Hear that pop, pop, pop, pop, pop (Bah-bah)
She ask me what my type, I said bad bitches
(808 Kartel, nigga)
Ayy, ayy
(Ayy, Khalid slapped that bitch)
Fenix Flexin
(DJ Flippp, make the money flip)
Bitch
She asked me what my type, I said bad bitches (I said bad bitches)
You the type of nigga never had bitches (Nerd)
If you see me in the club, I got my strap in it (I got it on)
Big dick energy, BDE, I got that mag with me (Got that mag with me)
Lil' brodie a crashout, he got that MAC with him (Tryna crash out)
He tryna blow a nigga head off (Grr)
She brought her best friend, what they doin'? Suckin' dick the same time (Same time)
I watched lil' baby have a head-off (Goin' crazy)
She got that WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP (Got that WAP)
Hmm, yeah, lil' baby got that wet-wet (Got that wet-wet)
Hear that pop, pop, pop, pop, pop (Bah-bah)
We'll chase a nigga down, leave him on bedrest
Told lil' baby turn around, see what you turnin' down (Turn around, baby)
Whole squad full of joints, we'll burn 'em down (On my mama)
So why you playin'? You know we with that shit
Ride around with twenty thousand and a big-ass blick, huh (Bah-bah)
I ain't trickin' on a bitch, nigga, never
I'm clever when it comes to gettin' to my cheddar (To this dough, nigga)
I'm a smooth operator like I'm Sade (Like I'm Sade)
I be sippin' out the pint like it's Bombay (Out the brick, nigga)
Get up on a nigga close, walk him down, that's a checkmate
Fuckin' on his bitch, pussy good, we made a sextape
I was with my eses
You was up in school writin' essays
Only charge you ever caught was an SA
Hmm, yeah, that's super out (Yeah, that's super out)
Pull up with your main bitch, she got some stupid mouth
Told lil' baby, "Arch your back," then I blew it out
I know your homies with the shit, but what is you about?
She asked me what my type, I said bad bitches (I said bad bitches)
You the type of nigga never had bitches (Nerd)
If you see me in the club, I got my strap in it (I got it on)
Big dick energy, BDE, I got that mag with me (Got that mag with me)
Lil' brodie a crashout, he got that MAC with him (Tryna crash out)
He tryna blow a nigga head off (Grr)
She brought her best friend, what they doin'? Suckin' dick the same time (Same time)
I watched lil' baby have a head-off (Goin' crazy)
She got that WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP (Got that WAP)
Hmm, yeah, lil' baby got that wet-wet (Got that wet-wet)
Hear that pop, pop, pop, pop, pop (Bah-bah)
We'll chase a nigga down, leave him on bedrest
[Problem:]
Hey, chill out, chopstick, better watch them words (Better watch 'em)
Better check your tone, better watch them slurs
Sprint across that line if the lines get blurred (Woah)
Ready to take it to the floor, we moppin' shit (Bah)
Ayy, bro, who you talkin' to? I am not your bitch
Got the chili and the cheese, get a nacho chipped (Yeah)
And I don't represent no gang, that is not no diss
Know I'm good with the aim, it's not gon' miss (What?)
I represent change for the young and hopeless
Was gettin' money on the run like the homie soulless (OT)
Yeah, I'm gettin up in age, but the homie focused
Niggas ain't ready to keep they spot and the homies noticed
When these boys was out here beggin', we was gettin' to it
Rockin' with niggas just 'cause they pop it, we just couldn't do it
Shit, hmm, shit
She like, "How you everywhere, but you stay exclusive?"
I asked her what her type, then she said me (Oh, yeah?)
Think you ready for this thrill? Baby, let's see (Come on)
Will rarely catch me in the club, I'm a lick walkin'
Really one of them, and I'ma say it, I'm a shit talker (What?)
My family'll crash out, deadly accidents
If you knew all that, bet you'd relax a bit (Yeah)
Boys havin' big dreams, but they ain't livin' like it (I can see)
Two mil' off of green 'fore they legalized it (Yeah)
Another box, box, box, box, box (Ayy)
Yeah, this money talk get her wet-wet (What? What?)
Take shots, pop, pop, pop, pop (Ayy)
Niggas faded and we ain't even there yet
See a pretty cute thing and I'm takin' that
Comptown Chach, 'bout LA as a Laker hat
Did me dirty, ain't no comin' back, it's too late for that
Nigga, what?
[Fenix Flexin:]
She asked me what my type, I said bad bitches (I said bad bitches)
You the type of nigga never had bitches (Nerd)
If you see me in the club, I got my strap in it (I got it on)
Big dick energy, BDE, I got that mag with me (Got that mag with me)
Lil' brodie a crashout, he got that MAC with him (Tryna crash out)
He tryna blow a nigga head off (Grr)
She brought her best friend, what they doin'? Suckin' dick the same time (Same time)
I watched lil' baby have a head-off (Goin' crazy)
She got that WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP (Got that WAP)
Hmm, yeah, lil' baby got that wet-wet (Got that wet-wet)
Hear that pop, pop, pop, pop, pop (Bah-bah)
We'll chase a nigga down, leave him on bedrest
She got that WAP
Yeah, lil' baby got that wet-wet (That wet-wet)
Hear that pop, pop, pop, pop, pop (Bah-bah)
She ask me what my type, I said bad bitches
