Donwikk - Bad Energy (feat. Big Wapp) Lyrics

Ayy, yeah they hate to see you winnin', they hate to see you flexin', get your money up, stop
Stressin'
Just bought a brand new stick and I can't wait to go and test it
Don't send no shots my way, cause I gon' be the one to express it
Them niggas in they feelings cause they broke, that's bad energy
I don't see no competition, dawg, they ain't ahead of me
Niggas try to bite the style, but know you might get copyright
Stunnin' like you got it damn, well knowin' that your pockets light, your pockets light
You cheap, yeah my style unique, yeah that boy ain't street, yeah my squad elite
My dawgs out in the west, but safe with certain man in east
AK can sweep you off your feet, put you down way beneath
Grr, how the kid could ever starve, you know your boy gon' eat big
Yeah, they want me fall off, so bad I still have my feet still
Ayy, bitches in my face, tell these hoes they need to chill
I don't mind them dude no more, that's some easy kills
Only thing inside my pockets is them Benjamin Bills
Ayy, slide on them boys, give them all and cut through the hills
Ayy, one thing bout this yappa, trust me, it never fail me
Ayy, dress up in that camo, suitin' up like the Navy
I stay armed like Tom Brady, you not the goat, you my trainee
Every move I make you watchin', tryna copy and paste me
Pussy boy stay in your lane, playin' opp it ain't safe
Bojack the plug, on my team, pray to God he make bail
Playin' hard but you told 12 bout' the run
Now he mad I f*cked his bitch, cause she said he a clown
Them pocket watchin' broke boys, won't keep my name out him mouth
Then when you catch at them at lime, by the self they go mum
They hate to see us winnin', they hate that I be flexin'
They trying paint me as the villain
Reaching for my chain will get you tickets straight to heaven
That pussy boy ain't wanna smoke, he'll be next to the reverend
Switchy make you dream bout hell and don't wake up from your sleep
Can't keep them spirits round' me cause that's bad energy
He ain't hood, he a sheep, that boy should stay out of the streets
Head out the whip ain't plan to stop until he's six feet beneath
They hate to see you winnin', they hate to see you flexin'
Get your money up, stop stressin'
Just bought a brand new stick and I can't wait to go and test it
Don't send no shots my way cause I gon' be the one to express it
Them niggas in the feeling cause they broke, that's bad energy
I don't see no competition dawg, they ain't ahead of me
Niggas try to bite the style, know you might get copyright
Stunnin' like you got it damn, well knowin' that your pockets light