Bad Attitude lyrics
by Paff (MAR)
[Intro: Paff]
Paff the barbarian, you's a librarian
My weapon Russian, Siberian
Tackle 'em, handle 'em
Big mouth pelican, blue face Benjamin
Eight-piece skeleton, smoking medicine
Big brain, Edison, love adrenaline
Ay, ay, I got a bad attitude, b*tch
I buy all your mats for about seven
Call me: 505-336-0037
I sell every weapon: molly, AK-47
C4, thermite, call your brethren
I will make it in a second
[Chorus]
Chigga gang, b*tch, I got a bad attitude
If you f*cking with my money, then you gonna be screwed
I'm not in the mood
Take these b*tches back to school
I got a bad, bad, bad, bad, bad attitude
I got a bad attitude
I got a bad attitude
I got a bad attitude
I got a bad, bad, bad, bad, bad attitude
I got a bad attitude
I got a bad attitude
I got a bad, bad, bad...
[Verse 1]
Around my neck, Chigga chain
Snatch that sh*t, I go insane
Robbing banks, big brain
I got diamonds on my rings
Butterfly wings, they don't want to step in the ring
I'm the king, make you pay for all your sins
All I do is win
I buy all your mats for about seven
Call me: 505-336-0037
I sell every weapon: molly, AK-47
C4, thermite, call your brethren
I will make it in a second
I make so much money I give most of it away
So much cake, every day is my f*cking birthday
If there's beef, I pull up, eat it like a buffet
And by the way
I f*cked your b*tch yesterday
[Chorus]
Chigga gang, b*tch, I got a bad attitude
If you f*cking with my money, then you gonna be screwed
I'm not in the mood
Take these b*tches back to school
I got a bad, bad, bad, bad, bad attitude
I got a bad attitude
I got a bad attitude
I got a bad attitude
I got a bad, bad, bad, bad, bad attitude
I got a bad attitude
I got a bad attitude
I got a bad, bad, bad...
[Verse 2: Paff]
Ay, Paff the barbarian, you's a librarian
My weapon Russian, Siberian
Tackle 'em, handle 'em
Big mouth pelican, blue face Benjamin
Eight-piece skeleton, smoking medicine
Big brain, Edison, love adrenaline
Ay, ay, I got a bad attitude, b*tch
When I pull up, I will shoot, b*tch
Get out my way, move, b*tch
You don't want me to go Maldrich
I stay the same, I will never switch
Die young, live fast
Get your f*cking chain snatched
I can never take a break, when I die, I will rest
Young, dumb, walk free
I be f*cking everybody
One, two, three, four, five, six, I will shoot anybody
Only speak facts in this b*tch, and the rest will copy
Put you on a t-shirt, make you into somebody
[Chorus]
Chigga gang, b*tch, I got a bad attitude
If you f*cking with my money, then you gonna be screwed
I'm not in the mood
Take these b*tches back to school
I got a bad, bad, bad, bad, bad attitude
I got a bad attitude
I got a bad attitude
I got a bad attitude
I got a bad, bad, bad, bad, bad attitude
I got a bad attitude
I got a bad attitude
I got a bad, bad, bad...