Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bad Boy, artist - Juice WRLD. Date of issue: 14.01.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bad Boy |
| Yeah |
| (Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, I’m a bad boy) |
| Ayy |
| 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) |
| 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) |
| 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 .45, put a hole in his heart |
| Better not play with me, killers they stay with me |
| You bae, she lay with me |
| She fell in love with my ice, yeah, that hockey ring |
| When they come to kick it, I’m not on a soccer team |
| You are all makin' this part of my prophecy |
| Raf Simmons match my Prada jeans |
| I’ma do the dash, get the bag, ain’t nobody’s bad as me |
| 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) |
| 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) |
| 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) |
| 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) |
| 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) |