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We were on the train to New York
When the landslide hit, the engine quit
The train guy said, hey, the ride is canceled
Tthe tracks are blocked, get off, that's it
Bro, we gotta show in Queens, we gotta get there
I'm like, yo, the bus is sold out
That's not fair
I'm like, we could get an Uber
Well, how much is that
It's $350
We don't got those stacks
Shady guy in line says, get a group together
We could share the Uber, share the payment, we could cruise together
I'm like, yo, do we trust this guy
I'm like, whoa, do we ride for three hours
With this fucking weird-looking guy
No, let's not
It's getting hot
Let's just do it
I don't wanna
Let's get to it
No
Yes
No
Curry
Uh, fine
We got the Uber, shared the Uber
Uber driver came
That took forever, and it was super late
Driver met me out the car
Said the drive was super far
Said the Uber only gave him part of the money
He said, I know it's kinda weird, but I'll make you a deal
Cancel the Uber, and I'll just drive you all the way
For real
I take a look inside his trunk, see some trash bags and a gun
I don't know, man
Isn't the point of the app to like protect me
You can pay me cash, so it's not a waste of my time
And I can go home and smash
Hold on, how do I know you're not a killer
Uber turns into a thriller
Slicin' me, dicin' me up for dinner
Where'd you get that fingernail scar
Kill my friend right in the car
Hit him in the head with a crowbar
Lock me up in the basement with a guy named Omar
Cooper's saying it's chill
Super chill
Driver's saying it's chill
Stranger's saying it's chill
It's not chill
But you wanna know what I think
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
That's a bad idea
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
That's a bad idea
Monday night and I'm like, fuck it, we should go to Vegas
Curry turns to me real nervous, asks me, can my wallet take it
Don't sweat it, bro, I'm pretty sure you got enough to shake it
Nah, I'm like, pretty broke
Like what, you got a couple hundo
No, like zero
What you mean like zero
Like I just paid your rent
Like I got nothing, zilch and zero
So how you gonna pay me back
You think I am De Niro
Like I said, I'm pretty broke
I'll win it back at the casino
Drove to Vegas, now we here in Vegas
Took a shot of fireball to see where it can take us
Walk in the casino like a baller with an ego
Throw my chips down on the table
Check, call, raise, and maybe he'll fold
Now we're playing 21 and doubling down on nines and ones
And rolling sevens, having fun
You lost it all
Oh, fuck, we're done
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
That's a bad idea
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
That's a bad idea
Brother says he moving
I said, where he said L.A
So I figured that I could help him, give him a good place to stayyyy
We could save the money, share the room, he said, OK
The room we got, too small seems like a bunk bed is the way
Popcorn in my mouth, the ceiling kind
I'm sleeping way up in the sky
When I walk, I'm leaning right
Charge my phone, there is no circuit
Bathroom only place I jerk it
Not the guy girls wanna see
Climbing down a mountain just to pee I wanna flee
Cameo hitting me up
Gersh already got that plug
Fan girls filling my cup
But I'm in the top bunk
Wish I had a million dollars
I could buy my own twin bed
I could live in my own room
Lock the door while I get head
Club party
Free drinks and hard Molly
Not the drug
Just a pimp
And yes, her name was Molly
Molly had a lot of money
So much that she lent us some
And when we lost it all, we had to go on the run
I was drunk and drove the car
Cause I thought it wasn't far
Spent the night behind the bars
One too many Mike's Hards
AA meetings, mandatory
Met this girl, her name was Tori
Sat in there and heard her story
She was pretty, not annoying
Pretty sure she was the one
Thought I'd man up, see what's up
Ask her out for drinks or coffee
We're in AA, let's do coffee
Walked her out to her car
She popped open the trunk
Curry's stuck in the back
I'm like, what do you want
She said, get the fuck in
Don't say a word
And pulled out a gun
I'm like, I don't have any money
She said, that's what I heard
So what do you want
What do you think
You went on the run
Oh fuck, you know Molly
It's time to pay up, son
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
That's a bad idea
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
That's a bad idea
When you swipe right on your sister
Not a porno
Please don't kiss her
When you hide instead of run
Killer coming with a gun
Littering in front of cops
Ballin' with a bunch of jocks
Coop and Curry have no hops
When you put on dirty socks
Text a girl on Instagram
Broken English sounds like spam
Gave her Venmo
I'm like, damn
Bank account, missing a grand
When you play board games at work
You mistake a him for her
Get straight A's through all of school
Extra credit cause it's cool
Go to college
Get a job
Fall in love and get a dog
Have three kids and say
You love them
Raise 'em right and
Woah
You didn't let me finish
No, the song is about bad ideas, not good ideas
Yeah, it was getting really bad
Those were good
Those were horrible
No, bad
That was good
I had it all planned out
It's all ruined now
God
That was good
Nah nah nah nah nah
That's a bad idea
Nah nah nah nah nah
That's a bad idea
Nah nah nah nah nah
That's a bad idea
Nah nah nah nah nah
That's a bad idea
Writer(s): Cooper Tomlinson, Curry Barker, Harry Jay, Rock Burwell
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