[Hook: 2 Chainz, Drake, and I love bad that's my fuckin problem And I like to fuck I got a fuckin problem I love bad bitches that's my fuckin And yeah I like to fuck I got a problem I love bad bitches that's my fuckin And I like to fuck I got a fuckin problem If findin somebody is your fuckin problem Bring ya girls to the crib maybe we can it
1: A$AP Rocky] Hold up bitches simmer Takin' hella bitch give it to me now Make that thing pop like a semi or a Oh baby like it raw with a shimmy ya Huh, ASAP get me Never met a fucker fresh like me All these motherfuckers wanna dress me Put the chrome to dome make you sweat like Keith Cause I'm the nigga, the nigga Like how you Getting figures and bitches She rollin for her bitches I bought my niggas they getting up off the liquor She my licorice, I let her lick it say money make a nigga act nigger-ish But at least a nigga rich I be fuckin broads like I be bored Turn a dyke bitch out have her boys
[Verse 2: I know you love it this beat is on Make you think about all of the niggas been leading on Make me think about all of the rappers I've feeding on Got a feeling that's the same dudes that we on, oh word? You ain't my album? who you sleepin' on? You should the lyrics out and have a fucking read-along a fucking sing-along unless you brought the weed along Then (laughs) Then Juuuust drop down and get yo' eagle on Or we can stare up at the stars and put The on All that shit you talkin' is not up for discussion I won't pay to it bigger I don't pay for no reduction If comin' from a nigga I don't know then I don't trust it If you comin' from out then muhhfucka get to bustin' Yes Looooooooooooorrd I don't say this often But long dick nigga ain't for the long talkin I
[Verse 3: Lamar] Yeah ho this the My pep talk into a pep rally Say she's from the hood but she inside in the valley now Vacate in Atlanta, then she going to Cali Got your girl on my line, world on my The irony I fuck 'em at the same damn She eyeing me like a nigga don't Girl, I know you want this Girl, I'm Lamar Aka is to me is just a car That mean friends need to be up to par See my standards are papered by tomorrow Kill em all dead in the hallway Don't get involved listen to the crystal ball say berry, hallelujah Holla back do ya