Bad To The Bone lyrics

Hey yo, Im bad to the bone, with a style like Al Capone
But Im black like Corleone
My dress mentally disturbed
My benz pop but I curb puffing a bag of
The cops got a lot of questions they like to ask me
Cause I ride through philly lookin flashy
But my 20 lawyer smart so fat, louie vuitton on her feet
and everything about me is throw back benzes
Like handling business
Still brain for tenses
My lifes bliss own stockbitches ...in my phone
Cast in the bigger numbers in the caiman
Im so talented I got it off from entertainment
But never fuck with a bitch thats got a
Lookout for a real queen, thats what I am about
I write riddles, I dont make it rain I stack
You see dumb niggers and I crack my pistols
Im hundred shots coming at ya
Where is your t cups, girls d cups
Rappers got you about the creeper
be killing shots like this is a fetus
Well make you dumb niggers think you can beat us
This shit you putting in your blunt must beat us
Well Ima let you next with a gun shot
And put a bucket on your head while Im on top
You girl pussy its just another side hustle
And I dont stress nothing nigger I apply muscle
in this everyday struggle time will tell
But for now Im doing real well
I sip champagne, saint germaine, slash your red wine
Right before I head line, to tell the double you top floor bed time
The greatest rapper now yeah I must confess
Im underrated and Im alone
And coming for the throne, and bad to the bone.

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