[Intro: Diddy & Bryson Tiller]
Ayo, tell him to do what he do, you know what I'm sayin'?
Tiller, my ni**a, [?] in the real time, really, really, really what it is, you know?
I done heard all the Bryson Tiller joints, I'm a Bryson Tiller fan
You can play this for Bryson Tiller
And my name is Puff Daddy, now known as love
And I ain't got no kizzy on my sh*t, this is motherfu*kin' R&B history
Haha, yeah
[Verse]
I know they thinkin', "Why he do this?"
My ni**a just said, hit me said, "Redo this"
My ni**a Plus and Diddy just recruited
Been to the crew for the new sh*t, don't question, I do this
Don't sweat me, homie, it's no pressure, I do this
I'm so ahead of these low level influence
ni**as, I'm so better, plus I'm just a go-getter, my dawg
It's so different, no, I ain't the old Tiller, my dawg
And often I get to trippin' off of the sh*t that I bought
'Cause I was sittin' in park, livin' in what I was whippin'
And listen really I thought, that was the end for a ni**a
They sh*tted on me, I said ([?], ni**a)
I got millionnaires sponsors, really sharin' the knowledge
Billionaires condo, the sh*t that we barely [?], so
So don't be sayin' it cannot be us, uh
You can just rewind, it's Bad Boys behind us
[Chorus]
They keep askin' how I got
All this cash in the bank, I've been makin' a lot
My foot is on the gas, got Diddy doin' the Money (It's Bad Boys behind us, Bad Boys)
Dance with me, Dance with me
I peep them, they be hatin' a lot
Don't you ni**as even think about takin' my spot
This is just a mixtape, I'm just makin' it hot
So just dance with me, dance with me (It's Bad Boys behind us, Bad Boys)
[Outro: DJ Edub & Bryson Tiller]
Somebody sound the horns
'Cause DJ EDub about to drop another banger
Trap Certified Bangers
The b*tches
It's too easy, ni**a
You can't beat/be me, ni**a
It's too easy
Think I'ma beat the city, gang fu*kin' with me