SuperBad (feat. Luckus)
Axel Jay
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Ahh Just call me Super Bad, like Imma drop the heat, heat I need some fans and the money lookin sweet, sweet I need some bands that’ll put me in a suite, suite Right by the sand so I let the diamonds dance So that put you in a trance, OK Always up I’m never down, like Post Malone they sayin' wow We party till the sun around, like I took off my cap and gown Get played at every party got the hottie askin' what’s that sound Superbad put on repeat cuz we are billy bound I don’t need no AC my AP fully loaded, yeah that song is pretty fire but I really doubt you wrote it Put my ass in a Mercedes, didn’t like it so I sold it Different story for the Ashton hit 180 then I roll it You call her wifey but she ain’t no ting, cuz I asked your girl if you’re her man she said you just a fling Then she hit my line at one a.m... I let it ring Cuz my shawty got some room on her ring finger for some bling, no, 'kay Get the champagne let it pop, man these perkeys gotta stop But this drink still need some bop Man your girl sound like a maniac, arrested and a cardiac This whiskey watered down from my freshman year, call it rainy jack Bad and boujee how I like it, gettin moody, room at Hyatt She hear everything I say I didn’t know this place was quiet Imma make a bop then just retire But I’ve always worn the crown that’s why the rap game call me sire, yah Shawty bad, shawty bad, shawty bad The way she's lookin at me bout ta make her boyfriend mad 'Cause I'm a sav, I'm a sav, I'm a sav When she see that ice she gon leave him where he at Shawty bad, shawty bad, shawty bad The way she's lookin at me bout ta make her boyfriend mad 'Cause I'm a sav, I'm a sav, I'm a sav You don't know my name? Just call me super bad Working with my feet, feet Two step and I Dougie on a bitch, I hit the beat, beat Same way Imma hit up on a snitch that code a cheat, cheat Wonder how I’m getting really rich, I give my mom a couple thousand One Ohana, word to Stitch Get me a bag, she nasty You gon' get your ass beat, tell my why yo baby mamma sittin' in the backseat Moving to the city, f*ck a car I’ll get a taxi House in the islands nobody tax me Shawty like the way I’m always walking with the bands 100s make her do the dance I bought her a big rock and payed it off in advance Meanwhile you writing love letters in comic sans, no I don’t want a deal if it ain’t three 0's Can you show me how far down the seat goes? Dudes will really simp out for an emo I just see a lost clown but we ain’t watching Nemo Oh me oh my I’m sorry, diamonds dancing on my body Nothing like a loyal shawty, 999-shit, shoutout Lotti She got it bad, she got it mad She keep her hands on me like we been playin tag I got a bag, pockets sag Don’t want her less she been front cover of a mag, no One, two, three, four Shawty bad, shawty bad, shawty bad The way she lookin at me bout ta make her boyfriend mad 'Cause I'm a sav, I'm a sav, I'm a sav When she see my ice she gon leave him where he at Shawty bad, shawty bad, shawty bad The way she lookin at me bout ta make her boyfriend mad 'Cause I'm a sav, I'm a sav, I'm a sav You don't know my name? Just call me super bad, like
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