Bad Kids Lyrics by Polo G & GloRilla
(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 ***
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 ***
She know I ain’t ***, I just pay her bills and give her ***
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 ***
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 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 ***
*** 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 ***, they might got dog ***, but they ain’t richer
I know he ain’t ***, I just play along and fake it with me
*** 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 ***
Back to the streets, I appreciate y’all being patient with me
I like an honest ***, keep it P, don’t put me in no drama
I ain’t stupid, ***, 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 (***)
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 ***
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 ***