Bad (feat. Omah Lay)

I’m traveling the world to invest
And I always got my toy with me
I grabbed the Celtic-colored bag
I’m heading to Milan for the clothes
It’s too bad, babe
I can’t even talk too much
My little heart is really disappointed
I wanted to help them for too many years
I wanted a mountain of cash but it’s complicated
A bottle of liquor sold in flakes
Profiled for my identity
We’re never on the same page so it raises the tone
Outside, they’re sketchy, they don’t talk when I’m around
When I leave, they gossip, I’ll catch them later
I’m still standing, true pirate mentality
I won’t be blinded by them or by the world
I’m in a tough spot, don’t call me, I’m used to it
We handle everything ourselves for the experience
In the crew, we’re some of the most stubborn
I’m the city, no one’s mentioned me
I’m with the most beautiful, obviously
The sky is filled with stars, I’m making love to her

It’s too bad, babe
I can’t even talk too much
She moves her hips, so bad
But I’m focused, thinking about stacking
Ah, it’s a bit too bad
Johnny for the quality, Omah Lay
And the sirens keep me from sleeping
I hold back the plates before heading out
In case I get shot
Call my lawyer, I’m so bad, yeah, yeah
Wake up in the morning with money on my mind

Thank God, it broke my heart
Tough skin so I can survive
If I stop, you’ll kill me first
So talk to me, be polite
'Cause, boy, you can’t see my back
I dream when I sleep at night
While you’re getting into a threesome
How many liters when I fill my tank
I drive, I’m burning up my car
I drive, I’m swimming in water
If I see you, I’m going to attack

Until I get the alert, oh-woah, oh-woah
So I grind, grind, grind
From morning 'til night, night, night
Oh, God forbid
My money runs out, God forbid, oh-woah, oh-woah
Dance for me
Shawty with the lips for Barbie, oh-woah, oh-woah
Oh, God, forgive
Anything I’ve done wrong, oh-woah, oh-woah
Keep my own for me
Anyone who takes from it, oh-woah, oh-woah

She moves her hips, so bad
But I’m focused, thinking about stacking
Ah, it’s a bit too bad
Johnny for the quality, Omah Lay
And the sirens keep me from sleeping
I hold back the plates before heading out
In case I get shot
Call my lawyer, I’m so bad, yeah, yeah
I grind, grind, grind
From morning 'til night, night, night, oh

God, forbid
God, forbid
God, forbid
God, forbid, oh-woah, oh-woah
Oh God, forbid
God, forbid, oh-woah, oh-woah
Forbid, oh
Forbid, oh, oh-oh