She Bad

Oou Mello Cooked that beat Yea I be vibin when I’m crusin in the jag One hand out the window With my foot up on the gas Told my lil' bitch not to worry Put her feet up on the dash Take a hit of this And it might just help you relax She wanna take me out to eat and split the tab I like it when she call me daddy in front of her dad She claiming that she good but inside I know that she bad She tried to tell me I’m the realist one she ever had She tried to tell me I'm the realist one she’s had Like you prolly ain’t seen me lately I been in my bag Quarter milli streams in my first year But I don’t mean to brag Chicks be asking on the daily Con can I pls do the tag Never stressing I’m steady flexing And blessing that’s on god No reception no texting sexting It's cool we in my car Counting blessings no questions I feel like u know who we are Plus I know that she bad bad And there’s room for two up in this jag jag Vibin on the beat so y’all can feel this Panera bread we out to eat she like Con you da realist She look at me like Con whatchu doing when we finished And I’m like girl don’t worry bout that That’s none of ya business Like Every weekend I be vibin when I’m crusin in the jag One hand out the window With my foot up on the gas Told my lil' bitch not to worry Put her feet up on the dash Take a hit of this And it might just help you relax She wanna take me out to eat and split the tab I like it when she call me daddy in front of her dad She claiming that she good but inside I know that she bad She tried to tell me I’m the realist one she ever had Yea I be vibin and crusin Yea I be coolin and booted I ain’t paying for no cable but let’s make us a movie She heard that Con up on the speaker Now she wanna get groovy 5’5 or 5’6 I know that chick bad and boojee F-F-Flexing on the gram I might get me a bag Already told u how I’m rockin' When I’m up in the Jag Yeaa No homo but I be on they ass Yeaa Tony Romo how I’m throwing the pass She kinda cute Vibin on this beat Hold up yea I’m rhyming too Feening for that change I need me a dime or two Always in the gym Working on that follow thru Crazy for the money I know what that dollar do Make her hit coconut I got her vibin too I got fans in Charlotte And some in Chicago too Yeah told her we can chill if she lose that attitude Carolina boy I rock that Carolina blue Yea I be vibin when I’m crusin in the jag One hand out the window With my foot up on the gas Told my lil' bitch not to worry Put her feet up on the dash Take a hit of this And it might just help you relax She wanna take me out to eat and split the tab I like it when she call me daddy in front of her dad She claiming that she good but inside I know that she bad She tried to tell me I’m the realist one she ever had Yeaaa I be vibin when I’m crusin in the jag One hand out the window With my foot up on the gas Told my lil' bitch not to worry Put her feet up on the dash Take a hit of this And it might just help you relax She wanna take me out to eat and split the tab I like it when she call me daddy in front of her dad She claiming that she good but inside I know that she bad She tried to tell me I’m the realist one she ever had