BAD THINGS

I ain't pimpin', I'm just the one

To all the bad things I don't want

They come crawlin' mad late 'fore the sun

Can show off, yeah, hey

I ain't simpin', you just the one

Out of all them bad things I could want

Now I'm crawlin' back, baby, don't run

Show me off

Yeah, to fall is to really fall

I don't really fall, so

What the fuck is all this?

Doc don't call this, solamente es nada

Solomon ain't the problem

It's all this fucking guala

On my mama, I'm not used to this

No pride, no crucifix

Got me out here, choosin' fits and bitches

Like I'm Miuccia rich

Yeah, ridin' with Goose in the whip

That's a dog, I don't rock with the liq'

'Less I'm with (****) in her Benz

And her friends shout "Trois"

I brought that shit

Yeah, beachside threesome, wet

Steam fried reefer wet

Pupils tweaking

Girl, that's not your visa (Yet)

So seasoned (Vet)

That's why she cold

So I know the moment I'm feelin' decent

She out the door, singin'

I ain't pimpin', I'm just the one

To all them bad things I don't want

They come crawlin' mad late 'fore the sun

Can show off, yeah, hey

I ain't simpin', you just the one

Out of all them bad things I could want

Now I'm crawlin' back, baby, don't run

Show me off

To fall is to really fall (In love, in love)

I don't really fall

What the fuck is all this?

In love, you sent for me

Now it's gone and I'm long

And the lonely's hidden by the high

Them drugs been benchin' me

I been gone and I'm longin' to fall

In your gin-soaked eyes

Now it's gone and I'm long

And the lonely's hidden by the high

I don't really fall

What the fuck is all this?