Bad Company (Explicit)

Lyrics by：Rakim Mayers/Ricci Rierra/Michael Mulé/Isaac De Boni/Hector Delgado/Rory W. Quigley/James Baker/Jameel Bruner

Composed by：Rakim Mayers/Ricci Rierra/Michael Mulé/Isaac De Boni/Hector Delgado/Rory W. Quigley/James Baker/Jameel Bruner

Produced by：Ricci Rierra/Kintaro

People think you're stuck up but we're all super good friends

It's only natural I suppose but we're all super good friends

Um I get the feeling that you're admired but um

I'm above average

I got so much beef I could barely sleep

Paranoia got me losin' all my Z's all day

Good Lord momma prayin' on her knees all day

If you still frontin' when I up it I'mma squeeze

Bad company's bad for your company

Bad company's bad for your company

Mac and the ski mask in case you come for me

Got the mac and the ski mask in case you come for me

When I say I got beef they don't want no beef

When they say they got beef they don't wanna eat

If he said he wants smoke they don't want no steam

She put her feet on her teeth bad bad bad bad bad

Had a bachelor's degree Ph.D. while sellin' speed

Fix the face then fix the weave now workin' on her self-esteem

Hit up Bloc yo this flock

Nigga where you at?

Pin the drop uh

My new map location be the block on the app

I need money and company nah nah

Bad ******* I don't even know the company hahahaha

You you you can't hang baby we don't want you 'round here

I-Ice on my neck and it's froze Santa's reindeer

Y-you got bad ******* hella hoes i-it's the same here

You bad company lil' bro you can't hang here

G-gettin' money so the bottles keep on comin'

Ph-phone ringin' so you know the trap jumpin'

Tha-that nigga lookin' at me he owe me some money

Hit 'em with the Tommy now that nigga crumpin'

Why why these niggas playin' games?

They don't want no problems with me

My shooters got good aim you know I brought them shottas with me

Might have hit a bad stain they say that someone top was missin'

Them niggas were opposition

They move wrong so I shot them *******

Dark shades too much smoke I could barely see the fumes

Actin' brand new like I don't see you when I do

Who them folks?

Who want smoke?

You too close give me room

Funny folks play it close do the most don't they?

Bad company that's bad for your company

Bad company that's bad for your company

Mad cow disease now you in a ton of beef

Black Mac tucked underneath my new blue dungarees

Flintstone bust down color Murakami

Fruity Pebble bezel Wilma Betty Fred and Barney

Bad ***** from outta town I think she model Abercrombie

Wrist game lucky charmy told my jeweler leprechaun me

I'mma come clean I got hella beef

Paranoia got me rollin' up my sleeves okay

Niggas hatin' 'cause I'm uppin' up the fees

Whole team got V's on they tees all day

I got so much beef I could barely sleep

Paranoia got me losin' all my Z's all day

Good Lord momma prayin' on her knees all day

If you still frontin' when I up it I'mma squeeze

I'm above average