letra de my bad - kentheman
[intro]
(you could ask big cuz)
b-tches always got something to say (aha)
got ken the motherf-cking man in this b-tch
[verse 1]
b-tches always tryna talk what they don’t know about (what they don’t know about)
i be chill in front them n-ggas, you be showing out (stupid b-tch)
i be dressing like i’m going out
drop that n-gga, he was wanna sorry but i’m glowing now (yeah)
(mm), ooh-wee (ooh-wee)
i blewed up, now everybody know me (everybody know me)
i don’t got feelings, he just give me money (oh, i like that)
i saved his number under “ooh, he want me”
model type (model type), that’s what they like (bad b-tch)
still thuggin’, n-ggas never get it right (gеt it right)
b-tches borrow, they gon’ copy, they gon’ bitе (they gon’ copy)
but they swear they did it first, yeah, a’ight (b-tch, please)
[chorus]
i don’t get along with b-tches, sh-t my bad
(in my bag)
that’s all you gotta do to get these b-tches mad
(ain’t no tag)
pull up on a b-tch ’cause i don’t do the at’s
(you know i’m nasty)
don’t eat my p-ssy ‘less you it from the back
[verse 2]
ayy, i ain’t got beef with these b-tches, for what?
be ugly as f-ck and they can’t keep a n-gga for nothing (stupid ass ho)
b-tches be bitter and we ain’t event got to the summer
blocking the come up ’cause they stand to see a b-tch one up (what)
last place, you hoes earned that spot (earned that spot)
f-ck these hoes, pull hoes and turn hoes out (turn hoes out)
cool ass b-tch, walk through, the temp’ gon’ drop
i’m a smooth talker like the car i drive, ayy
and i don’t wanna be his b-tch, i’m in these streets (i’m in these streets)
no jay walking, this baleci’s on the feet (balenci’s on the feet)
see you b-tches sending shots but they be cheap
they be friendly when i see ’em but be bullies in they tweets, ayy
[chorus]
i don’t get along with b-tches, sh-t my bad
(in my bag)
that’s all you gotta do to get these b-tches mad
(ain’t no tag)
pull up on a b-tch ’cause i don’t do the at’s
(you know i’m nasty)
don’t eat my p-ssy ‘less you it from the back
[outro]
do it from the back
‘less you do it from the back
n-gga want my time, i gotta tax
got all his new b-tches mad
’cause he keep coming, coming back, coming back
but i don’t want him
yeah, i’m off him and i ain’t on him
getting high, i’m a stoner
ayy, cuz, roll that sh-t up
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