Bad Boy ft. Young Thug Lyrics

Bad Boy ft. Young Thug - Juice WRLD

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[Intro: Juice WRLD]

Yeah

Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, I'm a bad boy

(Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)

Ayy

[Chorus: Juice WRLD & Young Thug]

Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, I'm a bad boy

Went and got off my ass, and got to the cash

And got in my bag, boy

Please don't think it's sweet, I stay with the heat

Even though I'm a sad boy

You better watch the way you breathe around me

'Fore that breath be your last, boy (Let's go, yee)

[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]

I've been drinking Red Razz boy (Red, yeah)

I've been trappin' all these birds, McCoy (McCoy, brr, brr, brr, brr)

Newborn baby, my Richard Mille in nine months, ooh

Overseas, hundred scheme, bitch, croissants (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]

Wrecked the GT-R (Skrrt), I love to crash cars

I'm a bad boy so I got a bad broad

Futuristic rides imported from Mars (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

Smith & Wesson .45, put a hole in his heart

Better not play with me, killers they stay with me

Your bae, she lay with me

She fell in love with my ice, yeah, that hockey rink

When they come to kick it, I'm not on a soccer team

You are all makin' this part of my prophecy

Raf Simons match my Prada jeans

I'ma do the dash, get to the bag, ain't no one as bad as me

[Chorus: Juice WRLD & Young Thug]

Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, I'm a bad boy

Went and got off my ass, and got to the cash

And got in my bag, boy

Please don't think it's sweet, I stay with the heat

Even though I'm a sad boy

You better watch the way you breathe around me

'Fore that breath be your last, boy, uh (Let's go, yee)

[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]

I've been drinking Red Razz boy (Red, yeah)

I've been trappin' all these birds, McCoy (McCoy, brr, brr, brr, brr)

Newborn baby, my Richard Mille in nine months, ooh

Overseas, hundred scheme, bitch, croissants (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Young Thug]

Sticky, sticky, ricky, I smoke Skittles, not no sticky (Sticky)

I shot at his mommy, now he no longer mention me (Thot, thot)

You say you want smoke, and I've been comin' down the chimney (Whoa)

You got barbecue, you bitches, I'm so fried and they crispy (Ooh)

I had on Margielas when I shot out the cut (Murk)

Act like you want war and they gon' smoke you like a blunt (Smoke you like a blunt)

I'm just keeping it real with ya, I'm just bein' blunt (I'm just being blunt)

Porsche Carrera got the pipes out the back like a skunk, yeah (Skrrt)

Skrrt-skrrt, skrrt-skrrt

That's just the sound of the Benz (Skrrt), I keep it, the 'Vette (Skrrt)

I keep me a text (Skrrt), I read your message (Skrrt)

I bust on her chest (Skrrt), I made a mess (Skrrt)

I hope for the best (Skrrt), go like a chaser (Skrrt)

I be the best (Skrrt), I got the neck (Skrrt)

I can turn a check (Skrrt), look like Project X (Skrrt, skrrt)

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]

Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, I'm a bad boy

Went and got off my ass, and got to the cash

And got in my bag, boy

Please don't think it's sweet, I stay with the heat

Even though I'm a sad boy

You better watch the way you breathe around me

'Fore that breath be your last, boy, uh (Let's go, yee)

[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]

I've been drinking Red Razz boy (Red, yeah)

I've been trappin' all these birds, McCoy (McCoy, brr, brr, brr, brr)

Newborn baby, my Richard Mille in nine months, ooh

Overseas, hundred scheme, bitch, croissants (Yeah)