Juice Wrld - Bad Boy lyrics

[Intro: Juice WRLD] Yeah Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, I'm a bad boy (Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?) Ayy [Chorus: Juice WRLD & Young Thug] Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, I'm a bad boy Went and got off my ass, and got to the cash And got in my bag, boy Please don't think it's sweet, I stay with the heat Even though I'm a sad boy You better watch the way you breathe around me 'Fore that breath be your last, boy (Let's go, yee) [Post-Chorus: Young Thug] I've been drinking Red Razz boy (Red, yeah) I've been trappin' all these birds, McCoy (McCoy, brr, brr, brr, brr) Newborn baby, my Richard Mille in nine months, ooh Overseas, hundred scheme, b*tch, croissants (Yeah) [Verse 1: Juice WRLD] Wrecked the GT-R (Skrrt), I love to crash cars I'm a bad boy so I got a bad broad Futuristic rides imported from Mars (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Smith & Wesson .45, put a hole in his heart Better not play with me, killers they stay with me Your bae, she lay with me She fell in love with my ice, yeah, that hockey rink When they come to kick it, I'm not on a soccer team You are all makin' this part of my prophecy Raf Simons match my Prada jeans I'ma do the dash, get to the bag, ain't no one as bad as me [Chorus: Juice WRLD & Young Thug] Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, I'm a bad boy Went and got off my ass, and got to the cash And got in my bag, boy Please don't think it's sweet, I stay with the heat Even though I'm a sad boy You better watch the way you breathe around me 'Fore that breath be your last, boy, uh (Let's go, yee) [Post-Chorus: Young Thug] I've been drinking Red Razz boy (Red, yeah) I've been trappin' all these birds, McCoy (McCoy, brr, brr, brr, brr) Newborn baby, my Richard Mille in nine months, ooh Overseas, hundred scheme, b*tch, croissants (Yeah) [Verse 2: Young Thug] Sticky, sticky, ricky, I smoke Skittles, not no sticky (Sticky) I shot at his mommy, now he no longer mention me (Thot, thot) You say you want smoke, and I've been comin' down the chimney (Whoa) You got barbecue, you b*tches, I'm so fried and they crispy (Ooh) I had on Margielas when I shot at the c*nt (Murk) Act like you want war and they gon' smoke you like a blunt (Smoke you like a blunt) I'm just keeping it real with ya, I'm just bein' blunt (I'm just being blunt) Porsche Carrera got the pipes out the back like a skunk, yeah (Skrrt) (Skrrt-skrrt, skrrt-skrrt) That's just the sound of the Benz (Skrrt), I keep it, the 'Vette (Skrrt) I keep me a text (Skrrt), I delete your message (Skrrt) I bust on her chest (Skrrt), I made a mess (Skrrt) I hope for the best (Skrrt), go like a chaser (Skrrt) I be the best (Skrrt), I got the neck (Skrrt) I can turn a check (Skrrt), look like Project X (Skrrt, skrrt) [Chorus: Juice WRLD] Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, I'm a bad boy Went and got off my ass, and got to the cash And got in my bag, boy Please don't think it's sweet, I stay with the heat Even though I'm a sad boy You better watch the way you breathe around me 'Fore that breath be your last, boy, uh (Let's go, yee) [Post-Chorus: Young Thug] I've been drinking Red Razz boy (Red, yeah) I've been trappin' all these birds, McCoy (McCoy, brr, brr, brr, brr) Newborn baby, my Richard Mille in nine months, ooh Overseas, hundred scheme, b*tch, croissants (Yeah)