Lyrics: Lerone O. James
Music: Lerone O. James
(Haha, you just got—)
(rex, rex)
I been movin' cones, my hoes get along
She say that I move wrong, but she stay singin' all my songs
She take off her thong, my money long like Chimichanga
She try and lick the kid 'cause I got rizz like Baby Gronk, bet
You know what it is, rex in this bitch, he make a jump stop
ARP on twin, got baby stick, he shoot like jump shot
She stay takin' dick, that's not my bitch, she just a dumb thot
I say I have rizz, I sing this shit (Bad things)
Swear you're always talkin' 'bout the bad things (Bad things)
I swear they wasn't there for all them bad days
I gave you everythin', like why you make that bare face?
They tryna keep up with me, swear I'm on a bag chasin'
Ride 'round, always sob
They was new, the looks for denim, I don't know shit, but I wine and dine
Now I was tryna throw me some bread, but they ain't never try and buy my time
She still tryna throw me that head, but she can't never bring peace of mind, uh-huh
She say, "Do you love me?" I tell her, "Only partly"
I only love my gang and my girl, nigga, I'm sorry
The [Beretta?] didn't lag, could've put that on a 'Rari (Skrrt)
Please say that to my face, niggas ghost like Playboi Carti
She say I'm tryna get high with you, I can't miss that bag
Baby, I can't waste my time with you
Shit, after dark I'll prolly push, or prolly vibe with you
Pop out free as ****, damn, that boy can't be one of my niggas
(Bang, bang, bang)
I been movin' cones, my hoes get along
She say that I move wrong, but she stay singin' all my songs
She take off her thong, my money long like Chimichanga
She try lick the kid 'cause I got rizz like Baby Gronk, bet
You know what it is, rex in this bitch, he make a jump stop
ARP on twin, got baby stick, he shoot like jump shot
She stay takin' dick, that's not my bitch, she just a dumb thot
I say I have rizz, I sing this shit (Bad things)
Swear you're always talkin' 'bout the bad things (Bad things)
I swear they wasn't there for all them bad days
I gave you everythin', like why you make that bare face?
They tryna keep up with me, swear I'm on a bag chasin'
(Bag chase, bag chase, oh)
(Oh)