YUNG NATION & Erica Banks – Bad Af Lyrics

Bad Af Lyrics By YUNG NATION & Erica Banks

Yeah Nation iYess …
My b*tch is bad as the f*ck and I’m talking that sh*t but I’m backing it up
N*ggas be talking that sh*t and if you reach for my neck then I’m blasting them up
My b*tch is bad as the f*ck and she tatted as f*ck and she ratchet as f*ck
We get the blue strips and digits I swear to God we just be adding it up

Yeah … yeah my cheese got blue strips and the AK got a grip, yea shoot a p*ssy n**** in the hip
Yeah ( echo )
Shoot him and make him bumpaclot dip, Phil came through with the 4/5th Nupid leave your block on tilt
I hate how the stupid b*tch built … Woo ( echo )
Smoking on cookies or bubba little b*tch know you in trouble make the money back then double
f*ck on the b*tch show muscle you know I ball like Russell
Chopper making you do the cupid shuffle. Imma let it burn like usher

My b*tch is bad as the f*ck and I’m talking that sh*t but I’m backing it up
n***** be talking that sh*t and if you reach for my neck then I’m blasting them up
My b*tch is bad as the f*ck and she tatted as f*ck and she ratchet as f*ck
We get the blue strips and digits I swear to God we just be adding it up

b*tch Imma slide on a H*e in a minute.
Beat up the b*tch you and me H*e we different
He cook up the sh*t and the bricks up in the kitchen
Ain’t sh*t to pull up to come see how we living
Start acting tuff and put a price on your head
Boys in the hood put them dice in your hand
f*ck I look like for the price of a band
I’m expensive as sh*t I take flight on demand
b*tch I’m a hustler I need me a sH*ebox

I can’t have 1 and be done I need 2 Thots
Thought he bought one but he said he bought two glocks
plus if you tripping he did he got two shots
Beam on yo sh*t they gone aim he got two dots
Watch on my left and my right I got two clocks

Stay out the way don’t pull up when it’s too hot
Say he got pressure then what you gone do bout it ?
Talk out yo mouth and don’t talk out yo neck … b*tch
We don’t pull up on no H*e to come flex … b*tch
Took that boy out cause he told all his checks
And H*e it ain’t no beef but H*e ain’t no repsect … b*tch

My b*tch is bad as the f*ck and I’m talking that sh*t but I’m backing it up
N*ggas be talking that sh*t and if you reach for my neck then I’m blasting them up
My b*tch is bad as the f*ck and she tatted as f*ck and she ratchet as f*ck
We get the blue strips and digits I swear to God we just be adding it up

My b*tch p*ssy codeine pink diamonds on me singing like N’sync diamonds on me looking like a ice rink been a millionaire f*ck what y’all think havoc in this b*tch yea we mob deep y’all trick on b*tches not me me and Reed bun b pimp c play with a real n**** you’ll see I’m a top dawg n**** TDE my b*tch p*ssy wetter than the sea I can’t take out she be killing me give the p*ssy all my abilities smoking backwoods till infinity let the choppa sing like a symphony might take 10 bricks to Tennessee all these rappers really little mini me’s uhhhhhhhhh uhhhhhh