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Bad ideas got a couple of friends coming
With some bad ideas but shit the clock still running
It was a bad idea to have you come out here for something
Baby bad idea cause you ain't come out here for nothing
Out in Santa Maria I heard you tell me that you love me
Was a bad idea cause right now shit bout to get ugly
Got a few phone calls my nigga hit me bout the money
Soon as you dozed off I got the trap back jumping
The fall off no time soon
And pussy never made me move
She called off still came through
I'll always come find you
Knew from the jump
Know this ain't what you want
But you always find a way back
She know I'm dangerous
That's where she feel safe at
I'm too contagious
I guess you can't face it's a
Bad idea got a couple of friends coming
With some bad ideas but shit the clock still running
It was a bad idea to have you come out here for something
Baby bad idea cause you ain't come out here for nothing
Out in Santa Maria heard you tell me that you love me
Was a bad idea cause right now shit bout to get ugly
Got a few phone calls my nigga hit me bout the money
Soon as you dozed off I got the trap back jumping
Aye foo, so before bro get in the whip how we runnin' this?
So this the plot
Bro coming down right now, we finna spin to the party you feel me?
I already got the bitches there waiting for him
Liquor him up, turn him up, make sure he having a good time
All right
Then when it's all said and done and he ain't on his tip, what?
I'ma shoot the text, she gon' send him to the back
We gon' be back there and we gon' strip that nigga
For that stupid ass chain, for all the bread in his pockets
On me
He ain't gon' be having such a good—
Oh, hold up, here come this nigga right now, hold up, hold on
What up, Birdie?
What it do, what it do?
What's good, big dog?
What's good, my nigga?
Happy birthday, foo
Ayy, thank y'all, bro, look at this chain my girl got me
Man, that shit fire, man, on me, you might wanna tuck that
Nah, for real