Yeah
Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, Im a bad boy
Ayy
Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, Im a bad boy
Went and got off my ass and got to the cash
And got in my bag, boy
Please dont think its sweet, I stay with the heat
Even though Im a sad boy
You better watch the way you breathe around me
Fore that breath be your last, boy 
Ive been drinking Red Razz, boy 
Ive been trappin all these birds, McCoy 
Newborn baby, my Richard Mille in nine months 
Overseas, hundred scheme, bitch, croissants 
Yeah, ha, get up
Ballin on your nigga, no pick up 
Dont got a gun, better get one 
So many weapons, I pick one 
My chopper at Elliott
Arrival took thirty minutes
Just to go put the clip on 
I DM your bitch, I ask her for her face
I need somethin to put my dick on
These niggas be leechin
Lookin for a wave to steal, a wave to get on
Them be the same niggas that I told myself I was finna go get rich and go shit on
Ive always been a bully
Rather pick on a motherfucker than get picked on
Everybody wanna talk tough
When the Draco out, lips ziplock
Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, Im a bad boy
Went and got off my ass and got to the cash
And got in my bag, boy
Please dont think its sweet, I stay with the heat
Even though Im a sad boy
You better watch the way you breathe around me
Fore that breath be your last, boy 
Ive been drinking Red Razz, boy 
Ive been trappin all these birds, McCoy 
Newborn baby, my Richard Mille in nine months 
Overseas, hundred scheme, bitch, croissants 
Sticky, sticky, ricky, I smoke skittles not no sticky 
I shot at his mommy, now he no longer mention me 
You say you want smoke and Ive been comin down the chimney 
You got barbecue, you bitches, Im so fried and they crispy 
I had on Margielas when I shot out the cut 
Act like you want war and they gon smoke you like a blunt 
Im just keeping it real with ya, Im just bein blunt 
Porsche Carrera got the pipes out the back like a skunk, yeah 
Skrrt-skrrt, skrrt-skrrt
Thats just the sound of the Benz I keep it, the Vette 
I keep me a test , I read your message 
I bust on her chest , I made a mess 
I hope for the best , go like a chaser 
I be the best , I got the neck 
I can turn a check , look like Project X 
Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, Im a bad boy
Went and got off my ass and got to the cash
And got in my bag, boy
Please dont think its sweet, I stay with the heat
Even though Im a sad boy
You better watch the way you breathe around me
Fore that breath be your last, boy 
Ive been drinking Red Razz, boy 
Ive been trappin all these birds, McCoy 
Newborn baby, my Richard Mille in nine months 
Overseas, hundred scheme, bitch, croissants