Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song DID ME BAD, artist - Zaytoven. Album song GrinchToven "Stole The Trap", in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.12.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Zaytoven Global
Song language: English
DID ME BAD |
Roll up |
Aye, roll up, man |
(Zaytoven) |
Bad, baby mama did me bad |
My niggas did me bad |
Everybody did me bad |
The police did me bad |
But the way we was livin' was bad (Man) |
And now niggas gettin' the bag (Yeah) |
New bitch with me, bad (She bad, uh) |
Her whip got a V8 dash, my whip got a V12 (Swerve) |
At my condo, I still gotta scale (Scale, scale), twenty opps gettin' through |
the mail (The mail, aye) |
At eleven I ain’t wanna be twelve (I ain’t wanna be) |
Back then I was bad as hell (For real) |
It was hard tryna stay out of jail |
Thank god, made my way out of hell |
It was bad |
Youngin', I started with nothin', but me knowin' strugglin', I’m cool with that |
Heatin' the crib, when it’s cold, with the oven, I’m sharin' my clothes with my |
cousin, my brother |
We livin' with granny, my cous' like my brother |
It was nice when we ain’t have no food in our stomach |
I learned how to stack, used to save up a hundred |
I doubled my money, the way I was hustlin' |
Rappin' to me, when I started, was nothin' |
I never thought I would become what I’m comin' to |
I wasn’t never with bitches who tryna be romantic, 'cause that wasn’t the way I |
was comfortable |
Came out of my comfort zone tryna fuck with you |
I thought you knew better, that’s why I trusted you |
Die for my youngin', that don’t mean that I’m stuck with you |
I’m dyin' a million, at least that’s because of you (That's bad) |
Bad, baby mama did me bad |
My niggas did me bad |
Everybody did me bad |
The police did me bad |
But the way we was livin' was bad |
And now niggas gettin' the bag |
New bitch with me, bad |
Bad, baby mama did me bad |
My niggas did me bad |
Everybody did me bad (Huh?) |
The police did me bad |
But the way we was livin' was bad |
And now niggas gettin' the bag (Look at me) |
New bitch with me, bad |
Big G Herbo, I’m meetin' up with representatives like I was runnin' for senate |
(Go) |
I pay 10K a month for my crib in LA, but I ain’t left the rack in a minute |
(Yeah) |
Why the fuck you always gettin' hit with a setback, you saw it happenin', |
didn’t it? |
Who the fuck bought a million-dollar house for they momma and hid all the |
savages in it? |
(Me) |
And my whip headin' right to the business (Uh) |
Yeah, a nigga went from rags to riches (Uh-huh) |
Blew a half a mil' in the trenches |
I done gave my last to niggas (Lord) |
Niggas, and they didn’t fuck around passin' it (Wait, ayy) |
Niggas don’t even know I know he sneak dissin' on me, it’s cool, |
I’m just walkin' past him (Hey, hey) |
I missed your cast today (Aye-aye) |
Speak like a pastor (Aye, aye) |
But I ain’t no pastor (Uh-uh), you know I blast you (Bow) |
I’ma two-hundred-dash you |
You know I’ma drive my shit like a NASCAR (Ayy, swerve) |
I want that bitch, Lexus fast |
I want that bitch like she bad |
Bad (Bad), baby mama did me bad (Bad) |
My niggas did me bad |
Everybody did me bad |
The police did me bad |
But the way we was livin' was bad |
And now niggas gettin' the bag |
New bitch with me, bad |
Bad, baby mama did me bad |
My niggas did me bad |
Everybody did me bad |
The police did me bad |
But the way we was livin' was bad |
And now niggas gettin' the bag |
New bitch with me, bad |