![]() ![]() ![]() Yeah (Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?) Yeah Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, I'm a bad boy Went and got off my ass and got to the cash And got in my bag, boy Please don't think it's sweet, I stay with the heat Even though I'm a sad boy You better watch the way you breathe around me 'Fore that breath be your last, boy (let's go, yeah) I've been drinkin' red rasp', boy (red, yeah) I've been trappin' all these birds, McCoy (McCoy, brr, brr, brr, brr) Newborn baby, my Richard Mille nine months (ooh) Overseas, hundreds gettin', bitch, croissants (uh) Wrecked the GTR (skrrt), I love to crash cars I'm a bad boy so I got a bad broad Futuristic rides imported from Mars (skrrt, skrrt) Smith & Wesson. ![]()
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