Bad Kids (Explicit)

Bad Kids (Explicit) - Polo G/GloRilla

Lyrics by：Taurus Bartlett/Gloria Hallelujah Woods/Deundraeus Portis

Composed by：Taurus Bartlett/Gloria Hallelujah Woods/Deundraeus Portis

Produced by：Twysted Genius

Who made this beat

Twysted Genius baby

All I hung around was bad kids I was raised with killers

Woofin' on the net like he a threat until we came to get you

Tossin' **** like my lil' side ***** say I'm her favorite nigga

Taylor Port what she outside with she hate to taste the liquor

I can **** feed and kick it with you but I don't play with niggas

I ain't livin' off no man but somehow I stay with niggas

My niggas ever catch me cheatin' I'm blamin' him and playin' the victim

I ain't **** if he leave me 'lone can't even blame the nigga

She know I ain't **** I just pay her bills and give her d**k

I get jammed up then hold me down for real if you my *****

Love a crazy ***** who act delusional and pull up quick

I ain't chasin' **** ain't scared of losin' you 'cause ***** I'm lit

Don't get cocky I don't want you baby I just want some d**k

Don't get too comfortable I'm really known for changin' niggas quick

I don't care about you enough to lie to me lie to your *****

I be delusional with all my niggas you probably number six

Lil' ho be actin' tough still gon' have her screamin' when we ****

Always act enough I feel like she need to get it rough

I like the grown **** ain't too much I'm gon' need when I'm with her

Make her tone switch like "Whenever you need it just pull up"

She like gang members rep my block I'm still that same nigga

High off painkillers still won't lack'll let that flame hit you

Lil' bro like Dame Lillard caught two hats and tapped the same trigger

Bae I'm a paid nigga they might got dog **** but they ain't richer

I know he ain't **** I just play along and fake it with me

D**k so good

Wish I could package it in my purse and take it with me

I'm in my feelings y'all had to just cut off my favorite nigga

Back to the streets I appreciate y'all being patient with me

I like an honest nigga keep it P don't put me in no drama

I ain't stupid nigga stop actin' like you hate your baby mama

He give me head all up in it shakin' his dreads like Waka Flocka

Like ugh

Damn

Ugh

Hey

Ugh

Woo

Ugh

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