Trill Avenue - Bad (feat. LCM) Lyrics

My bitches bad
Your bitches sad
We play with your girls my crew a band
My bitches go pac man on your cash
When we get together we just laugh
My bitches bad
Your bitches sad
We play with your girls my crew a band
My bitches go pac man on your cash
When we get together we just laugh
Gimme the cash
I make her dance
I run up a check say f*ck romance
Maybe a couple of times I took a rush
I was not in my mind/ she be calling my line
You tried pull and swipe/ like im Tony Montana pull up a chopper one at a time/ see you Texting on the phone i can never replay
I know a couple of Niggas that dropped
Niggas they thinking they taking my spot
I do my thing and I stay at the top
I'm at a point that I don't even try
My bitches bad
Your bitches sad
We play with your girls my crew a band
My bitches go pac man on your cash
When we get together we just laugh
My bitches bad
Your bitches sad
We play with your girls my crew a band
My bitches go pac man on your cash
When we get together we just laugh
Big thngz/small thngz
Yeah yeah we not the same
I gat that ocean drip yours a lake
I don trap like this
I just want the peace
Procced with caution coz
Lately I've been a target of practice
My reaction gat me thinking I'll be winning
Everyday I stroke a cactus
I've been turning tables like im Timmy turner trouble temper call me tiny tempeh filling Up the stage never condesanding I'll be going up gat no gravitation
Big thngz/small thngz
Yeah yeah
My bitches bad
Your bitches sad
We play with your girls my crew a band
My bitches go pac man on your cash
When we get together we just laugh
My bitches bad
Your bitches sad
We play with your girls my crew a band
My bitches go pac man on your cash
When we get together we just laugh