Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bad Boys, artist - Pop Smoke. Date of issue: 30.07.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bad Boys |
| Ah, rr, ayy, ayy, ayy, woo |
| Grrt, bah, lemme see some |
| When the goin' gets tough, the tough gets goin' (The tough gets goin', yeah) |
| Opps in the streets, get shot by police, I’m tellin' a dead man’s story (Ooh) |
| So much trouble out there, the way that they playin' not fair (Fair, yeah) |
| We’re doin' what it takes just to survive (To survive) |
| Bad boys (Bad boy, bad boys, bad boys) |
| Bad boys (Bad boys, I’m a bad boy, bad boy, I’m a bad boy) |
| Look, this Glock up on me holds six-O ('O) |
| Have 'em dancin' like Calypso ('So) |
| I’m a big belly rude boy |
| My stomach look like a hippo ('Po) |
| Tell the bottle girls, «Shake it» (Shake it) |
| Bring the bottles of Bel Air (Bel Air) |
| Oh, we can’t smoke in the spot (Nah) |
| Stop all that gas in the air (Stop all that gas in the air) |
| Nigga, I’m from the Floss where we get the money (Ah) |
| That’s on gang, I don’t care what you do (Nah) |
| Get to the breesh, takin' your malls |
| Where I’m from you gotta stack like a Jew |
| I’m the big foo', I got guns in the coupe |
| Talk out your ming, you get robbed for your jewels |
| Not, you not gang, I’m big 092 |
| When you walk in the spot, nigga, you better woo (Woo) |
| When the goin' gets tough, the tough gets goin' (The tough gets goin', yeah) |
| Opps in the streets, get shot by police, I’m tellin' a dead man’s story (Ooh) |
| So much trouble out there, the way that they playin' not fair (Fair, yeah) |
| We’re doin' what it takes just to survive (To survive) |
| Bad boys (Bad boy, bad boys, bad boys) |
| Bad boys (Bad boys, I’m a bad boy, bad boy, I’m a bad boy) |
| Not for the politickin' or discussion', brodie gon' rush 'em |
| Send shots to his chest, now his chest got buttons |
| You said it’s my problem, my nigga, start dumpin' |
| Tryna live righteous |
| We done came up, now niggas don’t like us |
| Shake up the room |
| I ride for my brother, man got the heart of a lion |
| The streets never loved nobody |
| Ain’t lookin' too good but it’s hot like the tropics |
| They shoot you for dead |
| Look at the coroner, count all the bodies |
| Yes, we’re fightin' to survive |
| We ain’t fuckin' with you |
| When the goin' gets tough, the tough gets goin' (The tough gets goin', yeah) |
| Opps in the streets, get shot by police, I’m tellin' a dead man’s story (Ooh) |
| So much trouble out there, the way that they playin' not fair (Fair, yeah) |
| We’re doin' what it takes just to survive (To survive) |
| Bad boys (Bad boy, bad boys, bad boys) |
| Bad boys (Bad boys, I’m a bad boy, bad boy, I’m a bad boy) |