[Hook: 2 Chainz, Drake, and I love bad bitches that's my fuckin And yeah I like to fuck I got a problem I love bad that's my fuckin problem And yeah I like to I got a fuckin problem I love bad bitches that's my fuckin And yeah I like to I got a fuckin problem If findin somebody is your fuckin problem Bring ya girls to the crib maybe we can it
[Verse 1: A$AP Hold up bitches down Takin' hella bitch give it to me now Make that thing pop like a or a nine Oh baby like it raw with a shimmy ya Huh, get like me met a mother fucker fresh like me All motherfuckers wanna dress like me Put the chrome to your dome make you like Keith Cause I'm the nigga, the nigga Like how you Getting and fuckin bitches She rollin swishers for her I bought my niggas they bent up off the liquor She love my licorice, I let her it They say money make a nigga act But at least a nigga nigga I be fuckin like I be fuckin bored Turn a dyke bitch out her fuckin boys
[Verse 2: I know you love it this beat is on Make you think about all of the niggas you've leading on Make me think about all of the rappers been feeding on Got a feeling that's the same dudes we speakin' on, oh word? You ain't heard my album? who you on? You should print the lyrics out and have a fucking Ain't a fucking unless you brought the weed along Juuuuuuuuu (laughs) Then Juuuust drop down and get yo' eagle on Or we can stare up at the and put The Beatles on All that shit you talkin' bout is not up for I pay to make it bigger I don't pay for no reduction If it's comin' from a nigga I don't know then I trust it If you comin' out here then muhhfucka get to bustin' Yes Looooooooooooorrd I don't really say this But this long dick nigga for the long talkin I
[Verse 3: Lamar] Yeah ho the finale My pep talk turn a pep rally Say she's from the but she live inside in the valley now Vacate in Atlanta, then she going to Cali Got your girl on my line, on my line The I fuck 'em at the same damn time She eyeing me like a nigga don't Girl, I know you want dick Girl, I'm Lamar Aka Benz is to me is a car That mean your friends to be up to par See my standards are by threesomes tomorrow Kill em all dead bodies in the Don't get listen to what the crystal ball say berry, hallelujah Holla back do ya