Текст песни Bad Boy - Yung Baller

I don't want her to blow in the wind
Diamonds on me, looked like i sinned
This is the end now, looks like it is fin
Adventure time
You know it is with Finn
Got a 4 door coupe, and i bought it for 10
Let her blow in the wind
She wanna hop in, i said it depends
Depends, it depends
It depends, it depends
They said Uzi, why you like that?
Don't talk like that
Oh, we gone fight back
She gone bite back
On the wind, let her blow in the dust like that
She gone Tweet, and type that
But i don't Skype that
When i Skype those
You got caught in a pothole
Aventador Flacco
She don't know that i'm a Rasta
Cooking Alfredo pasta
For your momma, and your auntie
Whatever you want me to do
Tying up her undies

(Cough, cough)
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Said i sound like Lil Wayne
They said i sound like Lil Wayne
2004, leave my ice in my veins
I'm not a old head, but i got my cane
Raising on my canes
Don't want lame niggas, cause bezels is a stain
2004 bitches still fucking for the fame
(Oh, no)
Stop those
Stop those
Me and Brittney are all good together
She wanna wear me like her sweater
Codeine knock me out, til' the weather ends
Yo bitch got wetter it depends
Now i'm driving in my Benz
Me and you meet at different ends

ChrisGameOn, boy
That's my boy
You ain't stop, boy
You a cop, boy
You adopted, boy
I had to adapt, boy
Singing for the crap, boy
Trapping rapper, like a cap, boy
Go to sleep and take a nap, boy
Move to New York, nigga you is a rat boy
She suck my Juice off
Shout out i'm a Bad Boy
(ChrisGameOn thats my boy)
(Keep a clip yeah boy)
I'm a bad boy
I'm a bad boy
And she said i'm stacked, boy
Take her out like a crap, boy
Boy-boy-boy-boy
Boy-boy-boy-boy
Boy-boy
Say goodbye boy-boy
Goodbye boy
Bye-bye-bye-bye boy
B-bad, B-bad boy
The names Troy
On my bands, the Bands-Benz
Keep my bands, from my mans
Count my bread again
Get that shit on repeat
And she gone ski on this Beat
And on the D, skeet
Get my car, with no keys
Ski, Ski, Ski
Ski, Ski, Ski