Bad Boy

[Intro: Juice WRLD] Yeah Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, I'm a bad boy Ayy [Chorus: Juice WRLD & Young Thug] 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 (It's on) [Post-Chorus: Young Thug] I've been drinking red ras', boy (Red, yeah) I've been trappin' all these birds, McCoy (McCoy) Newborn baby, my Richard Mille in nine months (Ooh) Overseas, hundred scheme, bitch, croissants (Uh) [Verse 1: Juice WRLD] Yeah, ha, get up Ballin' on your nigga, no pick up (Yeah) Don't got a gun, better get one (Yeah) So many weapons, I pick one (Yeah) My chopper at Elliott Arrival took thirty minutes Just to go put the clip on (Yeah) 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 I've always been a bully Rather pick on a motherfucker than get picked on Everybody wanna talk tough When the Draco out lips ziplock [Chorus: Juice WRLD & Young Thug] 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 ya last, boy (It's on) [Post-Chorus: Young Thug] I've been drinking red ras', boy (Red, yeah) I've been trappin' all these birds, McCoy (McCoy) Newborn baby, my Richard Mille in nine months (Ooh) Overseas, hundred scheme, bitch, croissants (Uh) [Verse 2: Young Thug] Sticky, sticky, ricky, I smoke skittles not no sticky (Sticky) I shot at his mommy, now he no longer mention me (Thot, thot) You say you want smoke and I've been comin' down the chimney (Whoa) You got barbecue, you bitches, I'm so fried and they crispy (Ooh) I had on Margielas when I shot out the cut (Murk) Act like you want war and they gon' smoke you like a blunt (Smoke you like a blunt) I'm just keeping it real with ya, I'm just bein' blunt (I'm just being blunt) Porsche Carrera got the pipes out the back like a skunk, yeah (Skrrt) Skrrt-skrrt, skrrt-skrrt That's just the sound of the Benz (Skrrt) I keep it, the Vette (Skrrt) I keep me a test (Skrrt), I read your message (Skrrt) I bust on her chest (Skrrt), I made a mess (Skrrt) I hope for the best (Skrrt), go like a chaser (Skrrt) I be the best (Skrrt), I got the neck (Skrrt) I can turn a check (Skrrt), look like Project X (Skrrt) [Chorus: Juice WRLD & Young Thug] 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 (It's on, yeah) [Post-Chorus: Young Thug] I've been drinking red ras', boy (Red, yeah) I've been trappin' all these birds, McCoy (McCoy) Newborn baby, my Richard Mille in nine months (Ooh) Overseas, hundred scheme, bitch, croissants (Uh)