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2bad Video (MV)




Performed By: Latelatekuro
Length: 2:40
Written by: Latelatekuro




Latelatekuro - 2bad Lyrics




Aye
Yeah yeah
Yeah
ORGAINICZ again
Yeah yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah yeah
Bringin pain, to the game yeah
Yeah yeah
Awf the buz
Awf the buz we
Awf the buz we on it
Yeah

Bitch
Pour the treat I got the moet sea
Sold the D I got colder see
Was always tidyy never caught up Gee
Feed the feins paid a bitch shoppin spree
I got them all receipts YO
What-the-lick, read at Rick's
Talkin bricks, talkin Z's
Had the homies some cali, kinda orange ol strains purple trees
A few polo tees, now the team is lit
Gotta flex a bit, on the insta NEAT
Posted in the jeep, with them camo seats
That means jalousy-envy-greed-pointless schemes
From some empty wiggs, tryna be MTV, or BET
From shootin stars, from shookin me
Hallow tips, from some shallow sheeps, they got me like
Fear the sleep, it ain't shit to see
I can't follow dreams, but got my mind on shits
Free the real, it ain't real to me
Cause them snitches sleek, afterward sneakin pic
Aftermath stitches teach
Man it's war, sickin me
Gotta bring the heaat, six six six
Niggas turn into zebras
With platinum bullets I be streakin it aye yeah

We too baad
We too baaaaad
No hatred
Got a vest on

We too baad
We too baaaaad
No hatred
A few wesson

We too baad
We too baaaaad
No hatred
Got a vest on

We too baad
We too baaaaad
No hatred
A few wesson

Yeah
Yeah yeah
Awf the buz, we on it
Yeah
Awf the buz we, we on it
Yeah yeah
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Aye
Yeah yeah
Yeah
ORGAINICZ again
Yeah yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah yeah
Bringin pain, to the game yeah
Yeah yeah
Awf the buz
Awf the buz we
Awf the buz we on it
Yeah

Bitch
Pour the treat I got the moet sea
Sold the D I got colder see
Was always tidyy never caught up Gee
Feed the feins paid a bitch shoppin spree
I got them all receipts YO
What-the-lick, read at Rick's
Talkin bricks, talkin Z's
Had the homies some cali, kinda orange ol strains purple trees
A few polo tees, now the team is lit
Gotta flex a bit, on the insta NEAT
Posted in the jeep, with them camo seats
That means jalousy-envy-greed-pointless schemes
From some empty wiggs, tryna be MTV, or BET
From shootin stars, from shookin me
Hallow tips, from some shallow sheeps, they got me like
Fear the sleep, it ain't shit to see
I can't follow dreams, but got my mind on shits
Free the real, it ain't real to me
Cause them snitches sleek, afterward sneakin pic
Aftermath stitches teach
Man it's war, sickin me
Gotta bring the heaat, six six six
Niggas turn into zebras
With platinum bullets I be streakin it aye yeah

We too baad
We too baaaaad
No hatred
Got a vest on

We too baad
We too baaaaad
No hatred
A few wesson

We too baad
We too baaaaad
No hatred
Got a vest on

We too baad
We too baaaaad
No hatred
A few wesson

Yeah
Yeah yeah
Awf the buz, we on it
Yeah
Awf the buz we, we on it
Yeah yeah
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Writer: Latelatekuro
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