Lyrics Bad Company - Superior

I got used to the bad company, you know I don't play
I got some real killers who gon' run with me, and they ready to spray
Lil' bitch like the vibe but she don't really fuck with me, yea that hoe been a snake
My bank account the only reason y'all fuck with me, I don't fuck with the fake

I got a cute bitch sucking dick now
All of the hate that I see getting thick now
I find it fucking hilarious y'all talking shit with your keyboard
But scared of the kid now
Fuck all the fighting
I'm keeping the toolie on me like it's Home Depot
You know I ain't using my fists now
I see a opp and it's nothing but silence and ducking
'Cause they never been with the shits now
When we spinning the block, know we double up
Yea I'm mixing the Sprite in this double cup
Latin mami, she tryna come fuck with Supz
Have her blinging my line when she want to nut
If I get in the pussy, I fuck it up
Tell lil' bitch take a number and get in line
Groupies look like a meet and greet
She ain't the first bitch who really be trying to waste my time
Lil' bitch I got money to make
100k that I blew in a day
I get that bitch wet like a lake
Pool in the back full of bitches and all of them naked
These bitches too lit, got they ass out
Yea the boy ain't a simp, there ain't handouts
The bank like a mint when I cash out
Yea the bank like a mint when I cash out

I got used to the bad company, you know I don't play
I got some real killers who gon' run with me, and they ready to spray
Lil' bitch like the vibe but she don't really fuck with me, yea that hoe been a snake
My bank account the only reason y'all fuck with me, I don't fuck with the fake
I got used to the bad company, you know I don't play
I got some real killers who gon' run with me, and they ready to spray
Lil' bitch like the vibe but she don't really fuck with me, yea that hoe been a snake
My bank account the only reason y'all fuck with me, I don't fuck with the fake

Been running the race
Don't talk about bodies, I know what the stakes
Applying the pressure
Ain't no way I let up
I'm flooring the pedal, ain't hitting the brakes
Somebody want beef then I'm feasting on steaks
Lil' bitch wanna please then I meet at her place
Can't have a bitch know the address until I know she genuine
Clout turn a hoe to a snake
I see opps and they slithering, wrong house
Keep the draco in case of a hot mouth
Watch them duck when I'm sending them shots out
Light them up, now we smoking an opp ounce
Yea I been a boss now
These bitches love confidence, they see I'm coming with lots now
I got the sauce now
If she juicy, I'll light up a J when she slobbing the knob now
I'mma be blowing her back out
If lil' bitch got a weave when I'm up in her coochie, shit I'mma be pulling them tracks out
Her finger all ringed up, I hit it one time, you know that lil' boy ain't her mans now
If he wanting the smoke then it's man down
I got youngin's to do it for stripes so I ain't got to get no blood on my Raf now

I got used to the bad company, you know I don't play
I got some real killers who gon' run with me, and they ready to spray
Lil' bitch like the vibe but she don't really fuck with me, yea that hoe been a snake
My bank account the only reason y'all fuck with me, I don't fuck with the fake
I got used to the bad company, you know I don't play
I got some real killers who gon' run with me, and they ready to spray
Lil' bitch like the vibe but she don't really fuck with me, yea that hoe been a snake
My bank account the only reason y'all fuck with me, I don't fuck with the fake