A BAD WEEK Lyrics

I was back in the middle school, Tryna fuck the tutor

Pulled up to the light I seen my opps chillin in a Uber

They aint usin firearms, Man they use computers

Downtown trippin, I ain't lacking got it on the scooter

Bro on Fisher it's a bet, Im pulling up on Hoover

If unky fronted you a Bag, Can you find a user?

Turnaround for dawgshit

I did a quick maneuver

On live linking with a fan

Im finna scrap a viewer

Almost cut into my dawg

I had A Bad Week

Bitch, I don't want the slow car

I want A fast jeep

Caught cheating on my main with a bad freak

Bitch threw the phone at me I was half sleep

I can't sign for a 100

It's impossible

Im in the jungle flying fast

Dodging obstacles

Cartier with dark tints for my opticals

I couldn't blow up off this shit

Now it's possible

Dior shoes with the straps, These the newest season

She from Hawaii, Speaking German

But she Polynesian

Rockstar, Ripped jeans

Out here signing cleavage

Aye Smoov

"What the fuck you smoking that shit got me Wheezing?"

This Nigga think he fucking with me?

Man he must be dreaming

Hate being sober shit depressing , Now I'm in here leaning

How everybody shit talking but don't know the meaning

Glock 45

That bitch shooting like it play for Cleveland

Told that bitch to let me see

It quit it with the teasing

If you get the job done, You might get some Neiman's

A Nigga play I'm getting back

Bitch I'm getting even

Smoked out whip, I'm high as hell flying down Stephens

Almost cut into my dawg

He requesting shit on cash app

Boom toting Sig Sauer

Nigga bag back

Before I rock the crowd, I ask the owner where the bag at

AMG Benz its all black

I gotta grab that