[Verse 1]
I done f***** (The Baddest b******) ask Trina
Give her c**e to stuff between her, said she loved my demeanor
Felonies and misdemeanors, I'm villified
I just, rap on the side, black mafia ties
Prolific words, I speak for the unheard
n***** who love guns, money, girls, and furs
Sittin up in the mans', runnin s***
On the phone moving bricks, orderin hits
Perfected the game, diamond infested the chain
n***** think I change I just wanna watch 'em change
Livin the American dream
Drugs, violence, s**, and loaded magazines
That's all I could talk about in these sixteen
Cuz that's all I live, ask Tibs
It is what is, either graveyards or consecutive life bids, s***
[CHORUS 4X:]
n***** wanna bang, we could bang
n***** wanna slang, we could slang
[Verse 2]
n***** wanna bang we could bang out
Til the clip's done, or your vital arteries hang out
Ham a cot, Bad Boy, the black Camelot
Raise the price and connect the dots
Through life's journies, all I need is a couple of mack mils
A couple of mils and good attorneys
Skatin on big blades, goin out in a blaze in my last days
I'll probably die with a bad drug trade or an overdose
Without tellin my moms, sorry it was close
My wife and my b**** fightin over my notes
All my n***** skied north makin a toast
Til hell, just gimme bad b****** in Channel
Connects wit, Chinese cartels and that new SL
And the judge that's gon' set my bail
[CHORUS]
[Verse 3]
I'm on top of this s***, look at the wrists
Too much rocks in this s***, aint that a b****
Make hits, til my last breath
With that n****, the P U double F
So lay back in the cut m*********** 'fore you get shot
I kill n***** on the spot like a cop
I did it all four seasons suites to a cot
Give b****** nothing but breathmints and this c***
Call me what, there's a way to eat
And all we got is sports, entertainment or the streets
I'm in deep, think of Citibank when I sleep
Ching, ching like I was from Shaolin
Brooklyn n**** what you say, keep stylin
My air force ones you couldn't walk a mile in
I love politics, narcotics, and violins
Bad Boy forever, we move in silence
CHORUS
I done f***** (The Baddest b******) ask Trina
Give her c**e to stuff between her, said she loved my demeanor
Felonies and misdemeanors, I'm villified
I just, rap on the side, black mafia ties
Prolific words, I speak for the unheard
n***** who love guns, money, girls, and furs
Sittin up in the mans', runnin s***
On the phone moving bricks, orderin hits
Perfected the game, diamond infested the chain
n***** think I change I just wanna watch 'em change
Livin the American dream
Drugs, violence, s**, and loaded magazines
That's all I could talk about in these sixteen
Cuz that's all I live, ask Tibs
It is what is, either graveyards or consecutive life bids, s***
[CHORUS 4X:]
n***** wanna bang, we could bang
n***** wanna slang, we could slang
[Verse 2]
n***** wanna bang we could bang out
Til the clip's done, or your vital arteries hang out
Ham a cot, Bad Boy, the black Camelot
Raise the price and connect the dots
Through life's journies, all I need is a couple of mack mils
A couple of mils and good attorneys
Skatin on big blades, goin out in a blaze in my last days
I'll probably die with a bad drug trade or an overdose
Without tellin my moms, sorry it was close
My wife and my b**** fightin over my notes
All my n***** skied north makin a toast
Til hell, just gimme bad b****** in Channel
Connects wit, Chinese cartels and that new SL
And the judge that's gon' set my bail
[CHORUS]
[Verse 3]
I'm on top of this s***, look at the wrists
Too much rocks in this s***, aint that a b****
Make hits, til my last breath
With that n****, the P U double F
So lay back in the cut m*********** 'fore you get shot
I kill n***** on the spot like a cop
I did it all four seasons suites to a cot
Give b****** nothing but breathmints and this c***
Call me what, there's a way to eat
And all we got is sports, entertainment or the streets
I'm in deep, think of Citibank when I sleep
Ching, ching like I was from Shaolin
Brooklyn n**** what you say, keep stylin
My air force ones you couldn't walk a mile in
I love politics, narcotics, and violins
Bad Boy forever, we move in silence
CHORUS