B.A.D with the heat
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Ayy
She got other plans, shawty got another man
Act like I don't understand, I just wanna see you dance, yeah
Put me in a trance, shawty got a lotta bands
If I hit it from the back, she might fly me out to France, yeah
She got other plans, shawty got another man
Act like I don't understand, I just wanna see you dance, yeah
Put me in a trance, shawty got a lotta bands
If I hit it from the back, she might fly me out to France, yeah
We don't play no games, no
Thuggin' since a youngin, so you know I stayed the same, ho
And we ain't in your lane, no
All my homies shooters, so you better step in frame, oh
Yeah, he don't want no problems
Throw you off the top, lil' bot, call it autumn
Yeah, 'cause we ain't tryna solve 'em, ya
Pull up on your crew, lil' dude, then we robbed them
You ain't even with it, you don't get it, you a peasant, uh
Bitch, I pulled up to the fuckin' hood that you be reppin', uh
I ain't even stressin', you unpleasant when you steppin', uh
I ain't even stressin', you a bitch when you be steppin', duh
'Cause we don't play no games, no (games, no)
Thuggin' since a youngin, so you know I stayed the same, ho (same, ho)
And we ain't in your lane, no (lane, no)
All my homies shooters, so you better step in frame, no (frame, no)
Yeah, bitch, I ain't no mobster
But if you ever cause a scene I'mma pop ya
Bitch, I'mma-
And I ain't finna cross ya
But if you steppin' up to me I cannot stop ya
'Cause
Yeah, she got other plans, shawty got another man
Act like I don't understand, I just wanna see you dance, yeah
Put me in a trance, shawty got a lotta bands
If I hit it from the back, she might fly me out to France, yeah
She got other plans, shawty got another man
Act like I don't understand, I just wanna see you dance, yeah
Put me in a trance, shawty got a lotta bands
If I hit it from the back, she might fly me out to France, yeah
So if you wanna beef, please be real and get a tissue
For your momma, ask her how she'd feel if you go missin'
This ain't drama, this is not ideal, it's my mission
This is karma, this is how I deal with it
I gotta keep it real 'cause it's all I know
I never changed but the grass's green where I go
I am the number one don please 'scuse me
You just don't amuse me, man, this shit ain't music, man, like
It's time to wake up, time to get your cake up
Time for me to grind, so I be bumpin' on that paper
And I, I, I do it 'til kills me, ain't on no demon time
You feel me, this the real me