Bad Company Lyrics

I got used to the bad company, you know I don't play

I got some real killers who gon' run with me, and they ready to spray

Lil' bitch like the vibe but she don't really fuck with me, yea that hoe been a snake

My bank account the only reason y'all fuck with me, I don't fuck with the fake

I got a cute bitch sucking dick now

All of the hate that I see getting thick now

I find it fucking hilarious y'all talking shit with your keyboard

But scared of the kid now

Fuck all the fighting

I'm keeping the toolie on me like it's Home Depot

You know I ain't using my fists now

I see a opp and it's nothing but silence and ducking

'Cause they never been with the shits now

When we spinning the block, know we double up

Yea I'm mixing the Sprite in this double cup

Latin mami, she tryna come fuck with Supz

Have her blinging my line when she want to nut

If I get in the pussy, I fuck it up

Tell lil' bitch take a number and get in line

Groupies look like a meet and greet

She ain't the first bitch who really be trying to waste my time

Lil' bitch I got money to make

100k that I blew in a day

I get that bitch wet like a lake

Pool in the back full of bitches and all of them naked

These bitches too lit, got they ass out

Yea the boy ain't a simp, there ain't handouts

The bank like a mint when I cash out

Yea the bank like a mint when I cash out

I got used to the bad company, you know I don't play

I got some real killers who gon' run with me, and they ready to spray

Lil' bitch like the vibe but she don't really fuck with me, yea that hoe been a snake

My bank account the only reason y'all fuck with me, I don't fuck with the fake

I got used to the bad company, you know I don't play

I got some real killers who gon' run with me, and they ready to spray

Lil' bitch like the vibe but she don't really fuck with me, yea that hoe been a snake

My bank account the only reason y'all fuck with me, I don't fuck with the fake

Been running the race

Don't talk about bodies, I know what the stakes

Applying the pressure

Ain't no way I let up

I'm flooring the pedal, ain't hitting the brakes

Somebody want beef then I'm feasting on steaks

Lil' bitch wanna please then I meet at her place

Can't have a bitch know the address until I know she genuine

Clout turn a hoe to a snake

I see opps and they slithering, wrong house

Keep the draco in case of a hot mouth

Watch them duck when I'm sending them shots out

Light them up, now we smoking an opp ounce

Yea I been a boss now

These bitches love confidence, they see I'm coming with lots now

I got the sauce now

If she juicy, I'll light up a J when she slobbing the knob now

I'mma be blowing her back out

If lil' bitch got a weave when I'm up in her coochie, shit I'mma be pulling them tracks out

Her finger all ringed up, I hit it one time, you know that lil' boy ain't her mans now

If he wanting the smoke then it's man down

I got youngin's to do it for stripes so I ain't got to get no blood on my Raf now

I got used to the bad company, you know I don't play

I got some real killers who gon' run with me, and they ready to spray

Lil' bitch like the vibe but she don't really fuck with me, yea that hoe been a snake

My bank account the only reason y'all fuck with me, I don't fuck with the fake

I got used to the bad company, you know I don't play

I got some real killers who gon' run with me, and they ready to spray

Lil' bitch like the vibe but she don't really fuck with me, yea that hoe been a snake

My bank account the only reason y'all fuck with me, I don't fuck with the fake