Bad Luck
By
D-Block Europe
Album
PTSD 2
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Fake bitch, how dare you try and diss me?
And try kiss me and say you miss me
Lookin' back, I really would've done things different
Baby, you're bad, bad, bad
You feel like bad, bad, bad
I hope this pillar don't come from no bad batch
My polish Nina, make shit get sticky in my city
With a blicky with me and she great
A bit insecure but she pretty to me, yeah
Baby, you're bad, bad, bad
You feel like bad, bad, bad
I hope this pillar don't come from no bad batch
She said, "C and S, you don't love me no more, should we just be done?"
She said, "C and S, you don't love me no more, should I go my mom's?"
She said, "C and S, you don't love me and I'm not the one"
She said, "If you don't wanna hold me down, you gotta let me run"
She told me, "Pull 29 right there, I'm 'bout to come"
Can't take dick good but she'll die right here when I use my tongue
I got a whole team full of savages that's gonna turn them rasta
Tell me, what's the point in soldiers if they ain't gonna use their gun?
Fake bitch, how dare you try and diss me?
And try kiss me and say you miss me
Lookin' back, I really would've done things different
Baby, you're bad, bad, bad
You feel like bad, bad, bad
I hope this pillar don't come from no bad batch
My polish Nina, make shit get sticky in my city
With a blicky with me and she great
A bit insecure but she pretty to me, yeah
Baby, you're bad, bad, bad
You feel like bad, bad, bad
I hope this pillar don't come from no bad batch
Yeah, she said if you love me, why you always run?
My heart is covered in gold, baby, I'm one of them ones
And I pulled up covered in chrome, baby, that's one of them ones
A day in a trap for a week, just to look like B
Gotta shout out some of my sons
Hundred armies, twenty-threes
Milli in seven hell of fiends
Fuck this head, you gone where the lean?
Fuck with the bitch, go lay at BE's
She cookin' inside, look like gelatin
So everything, bitch, I ain't sellin' me
I need eight hundred lows, it's ready, please
Fake bitch, how dare you try and diss me?
And try kiss me and say you miss me
Lookin' back, I really would've done things different
Baby, you're bad, bad, bad
You feel like bad, bad, bad
I hope this pillar don't come from no bad batch
My polish Nina, make shit get sticky in my city
With a blicky with me and she great
A bit insecure but she pretty to me, yeah
Baby, you're bad, bad, bad
You feel like bad, bad, bad
I hope this pillar don't come from no bad batch
