"Bad Influence" lyrics
Yeah, yeaaah
Aaaah
Ay I'm trying to wave that thing about my dead Homies Make me lose
The streets small but the police trying to play me like I'm stupid
All I ever wanted was a Rollie and a cuban
Getting to the bag nigga! What the fuck you doing?
Good times with my niggas that the devil tried to ruin
I ain't talking you all feds can we get the moving
Running around in the streets, I was busy being a nuisance
In the hood where I'm good but they're saying it's a bad influence
Raised in the hood, I remember I was stuck
Grew up in the trenches so I don't give a fuck
Slide on the Op like Donald cause they duck
I ain't talking about no coffee, I'm a start getting bucks
Pull up to your block in a Benzay
I ain't talking about no medicine, these niggas been gay
She going to listen to me like I was the sensei
Fucking on his favorite women, crush Wednesday
If you gay nigga, you can't get near me
I can see it in these niggas eyes that they fear me
Every time a real nigga speak, do you hear me?
Bitch better listen when I talk like Siri
I'm trying to wave that thing about my dead Homies Make me lose
The streets small but the police trying to play me like I'm stupid
All I ever wanted was a Rollie and a cuban
Getting to the bag nigga! What the fuck you doing?
Good times with my niggas that the devil tried to ruin
I ain't talking you all feds can we get the moving
Running around in the streets, I was busy being a nuisance
In the hood where I'm good but they're saying it's a bad influence
Rollie on my wrist
It says it's my year
Real nigga when I'm always looking in the mirror
Police says they know my name
Says we cruising terror
No fitted cap
Niggas snitching it's a new era
Niggas know that when I'm on the mic it's cold facts
If you ain't talking about no money, fold back
Better talk some Millies if it's in contract
Like a nigga who went and graduated
No cap
Got some dead homies and you know they on me
I'm a trophy know enemies wants me
I'm just trying to put my momma in a Benz
So she can brag to my aunties
Ay I'm trying to wave that thing about my dead Homies Make me lose
The streets small but the police trying to play me like I'm stupid
All I ever wanted was a Rollie and a cuban
Getting to the bag nigga! What the fuck you doing?
Good times with my niggas that the devil tried to ruin
I ain't talking you all feds can we get the moving
Running around in the streets, I was busy being a nuisance
In the hood where I'm good but they're saying it's a bad influence
Aaaah
Ay I'm trying to wave that thing about my dead Homies Make me lose
The streets small but the police trying to play me like I'm stupid
All I ever wanted was a Rollie and a cuban
Getting to the bag nigga! What the fuck you doing?
Good times with my niggas that the devil tried to ruin
I ain't talking you all feds can we get the moving
Running around in the streets, I was busy being a nuisance
In the hood where I'm good but they're saying it's a bad influence
Raised in the hood, I remember I was stuck
Grew up in the trenches so I don't give a fuck
Slide on the Op like Donald cause they duck
I ain't talking about no coffee, I'm a start getting bucks
Pull up to your block in a Benzay
I ain't talking about no medicine, these niggas been gay
She going to listen to me like I was the sensei
Fucking on his favorite women, crush Wednesday
If you gay nigga, you can't get near me
I can see it in these niggas eyes that they fear me
Every time a real nigga speak, do you hear me?
Bitch better listen when I talk like Siri
I'm trying to wave that thing about my dead Homies Make me lose
The streets small but the police trying to play me like I'm stupid
All I ever wanted was a Rollie and a cuban
Getting to the bag nigga! What the fuck you doing?
Good times with my niggas that the devil tried to ruin
I ain't talking you all feds can we get the moving
Running around in the streets, I was busy being a nuisance
In the hood where I'm good but they're saying it's a bad influence
Rollie on my wrist
It says it's my year
Real nigga when I'm always looking in the mirror
Police says they know my name
Says we cruising terror
No fitted cap
Niggas snitching it's a new era
Niggas know that when I'm on the mic it's cold facts
If you ain't talking about no money, fold back
Better talk some Millies if it's in contract
Like a nigga who went and graduated
No cap
Got some dead homies and you know they on me
I'm a trophy know enemies wants me
I'm just trying to put my momma in a Benz
So she can brag to my aunties
Ay I'm trying to wave that thing about my dead Homies Make me lose
The streets small but the police trying to play me like I'm stupid
All I ever wanted was a Rollie and a cuban
Getting to the bag nigga! What the fuck you doing?
Good times with my niggas that the devil tried to ruin
I ain't talking you all feds can we get the moving
Running around in the streets, I was busy being a nuisance
In the hood where I'm good but they're saying it's a bad influence
