Bad News

I got these diamonds, I'm swaggin' it out I got this bitch, I'm swaggin' her out I got this shift, I'm swaggin' it out Run up on me and this shit goin' down Light up the spliff and I'm gon' make it loud I'm out in public my head in the clouds, for real I'm finna marry the money that she finna show up and give me her vows, for real please don't make it sound for real I'm talkin' to town, for real I'm spendin' my cheese on the crown, for real Yo nigga really a clown, for real these niggas never could vibe with the sauce I ain't jackin' out, you talkin' down I ain't havin' that, had this bitch bounce Up nd down Like she was doin' jumpin' jacks, hittin The wood like a lumberjack, whoa Run up on me, u get folded Run up on me, you get stolen Run up on me, gas in my body, I'm floatin I get on the beat and I float it Run up on me, livin' life good, cause I'm Goated If you was dumb you would try to , run up on me I know you niggas is jokin These lil' niggas get, they run up on me But I don't deal with the jokes All that I deal with is pills Benjamin Franklin's all over my body And suddenly all of my injuries healed It's like I, slow down nigga Okay, yeah All this shit is bad news for you Run up on key, it's on the news for you Too much money, I could pay ya fuckin' dues for you Beat the pussy up, I left it loose for you Want the smoke Then I'ma grab the noose for you I don't really wanna, form a truce witcha pick him out Duck, duck, goose I won't hesitate to pull it out and shoot at ya What Whatever