Bad Intentions (feat. Mooch Blakk)

I Got Bad Intentions Yeah Bad Intentions Bad Intentions Strapped Up Like a Henchmen I Got Bad Intentions If They Make Me You Gon Miss Em I Got Bad Intentions Ain't Social Stay Out My Mentions I Got Bad Intentions Counting Blessings While We Sinning I Got Bad Intentions Strapped Up Like a Henchmen I Got Bad Intentions If They Make Me You Gon Miss Em I Got Bad Intentions Ain't Social Stay Out My Mentions I Got Bad Intentions Counting Blessings While We Sinning I Got Bad Intentions My intentions bad so keep it cool, I'm packing like I'm finna move I'm dipping with this Mack in the back pack look like I'm skipping school n Niggas on some shit it's cool, Now I'm finna play the fool I grip the tool and than I start tripping like I can't fit my shoes Check the dude y'all can never how I move I'm smooth as leather 2 Barretta's smoking together, I call them Mack and Devon Bitch I'm having wicked thoughts, Awww shit I'm finna start I'm hearing voices in my head them bitches saying click and spark I pull the 5th and listen to my demons as I pick my mark The 5th'll spark f*ck dropping bodies they getting ripped apart I'm schitzing I been off my meds, I'm crazy I done lost my edge I'm no longer squashing the beef, Niggas getting off'd instead Strapped Up Like a Henchmen I Got Bad Intentions If They Make Me You Gon Miss Em' I Got Bad Intentions Ain't Social Stay Out My Mentions I Got Bad Intentions Counting Blessings While We Sinning I Got Bad Intentions Strapped Up Like a Henchmen I Got Bad Intentions If They Make Me You Gon Miss Em I Got Bad Intentions Ain't Social Stay Out My Mentions I Got Bad Intentions Counting Blessings While We Sinnin I Got Bad Intentions Look what being humble get you Falling out with mofuckas that ain't Stumble with you Can't Stomach it Don't Eat with em' If they ain't Grumble with you Say they Ballin, Cool Bet it Fumble when this Hit you Shooting powerful truths Arsenal got a ton of missles They shit talk behind ya back When they ain't fucking with you A Backstab Permanent Forever Stuck wit you Bout to use my stimmy on semis Load up on bunch of pistols F*ck em' I don't trust em' Too sharp Off I Cut em' At the corner Imma shut em' Jalen Ramsey Flex the muscle Thought he was Gold-En I struck em Round 2 Meet at the tunnel Yeah I see - my men on the line All out blitz We gon rush em Stop tryna calm me down Its too late Think its a Game If I get (Bored) Board - I make you a Move A Apace Past Enemies. Fresh Remedies Old food on newer plates They talk Heavy I get Rid of the Bodies I'm Losing Weight You damn right You fucking with a bipolar nigga You'd think this shit Staged till I Show these niggas And If yall girls give me the looks I take the hoes thas wit ya I hope yall got (Wills) Wheels For you and whoever rolling with ya Strapped Up Like a Henchmen I Got Bad Intentions If They Make Me You Gon Miss Em I Got Bad Intentions Ain't Social Stay Out My Mentions I Got Bad Intentions Counting Blessings While We Sinning I Got Bad Intentions Strapped Up Like a Henchmen I Got Bad Intentions If They Make Me You Gon Miss Em' I Got Bad Intentions Ain't Social Stay Out My Mentions I Got Bad Intentions Counting Blessings While We Sinning I Got Bad Intentions