Matt Wilso - Bad Lyrics

Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
That shit is so tired, bad
So you gotta cap, cap, cap, cap, cap
Now switch back, laid back, switch that
Ton of ways and get bad (Get bad)
I see you on the gram
20's and 50's spread out like a fan
They spread out like a fan
They spread out like a fan
But me, I'm the man
Don't worry bout' money
That's all 2020
And part of the plan
And part of the plan
You just take money out your account
Put the stack right back when it's out
Know it really ain't worth that amount
Meanwhile, I'm wild, spaced out like
Spending oolah
Spending so much dime, luxury shit, too much for me shit
Spending oolah
Losing my mind over these kids, well they can keep it
Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
That shit is so tired, bad
So you gotta cap, cap, cap, cap, cap
Now switch back, laid back, switch that
Ton of ways and get bad (Get bad)
I see you on the gram
Bars like a simp
Like that's high demand
Like that's high demand
Like that's high demand
You sit while I stand
I know that she want me
No boy you just cocky
She don't need a hand
She don't need a hand
And now, you got someone on your mind still
But now, you got someone on the side still
Falling apart
Falling right out and being so bad, that's shit I don't doubt
Falling apart
Falling right out so, I just be alone now
Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
That shit is so tired, bad
So you gotta cap, cap, cap, cap, cap
Now switch back, laid back, switch that
Ton of ways and get bad (Get bad)
Get bad
Get bad