Bad Man Lyrics – FL Dusa

{Intro: FL Dusa}

Ha

{Chorus: Kevin Gates & FL Dusa}

Say what you said
Heard they got racks on my head (Huh)
Stand on that, yeah
Let's get it, I never been scared (Scared)
These niggas, they gossip like bitches
I'm fuckin' your ho, tell 'em get out they feelings
Love tricking me out my position
Man, fuck all them niggas, let's run up them tickets (Woo)
Grindin', yeah
I can tell how they watchin' my swag (Huh)
Ho, you lovin', be watchin' my 'Gram
Money long, it won't fit in my pants (Huh)
Used to be broke, but got strong with them bands
All of my opps done turned into fans (Huh)
Stand on that (Hmm), yeah (Uh)
Let's get it, I never been scared

{Verse 1: Kevin Gates & FL Dusa}

Michael Jackson bad, bullet gave me zippers
Pullin' on her hair, put it in the mirror
Hit her from the back while her titties jiggle
I was in the trap wishing for a jit
Safety pin and crack breaking down a nickel (Ooh)
Gates (Shh, I got it)
I had my heart scarred, put my pain down
I got children lookin' up to me, can't let 'em take the same route (Ooh)
Lights, cameras, action, I turned all my pain into passion (Ooh)
They do a lot of question-askin', in desperate need of satisfaction (Ha)

{Chorus: Kevin Gates & FL Dusa}

Say what you said
Heard they got racks on my head (Huh)
Stand on that, yeah
Let's get it, I never been scared (Scared)
These niggas, they gossip like bitches
I'm fuckin' your ho, tell 'em get out they feelings
Love tricking me out my position
Man, fuck all them niggas, let's run up them tickets (Woo)
Grindin', yeah
I can tell how they watchin' my swag (Huh)
Ho, you lovin', be watchin' my 'Gram
Money long, it won't fit in my pants (Huh)
Used to be broke, but got strong with them bands
All of my opps done turned into fans (Huh)
Stand on that (Hmm), yeah (Uh)
Let's get it, I never been scared

{Verse 2: FL Dusa}

I ran up that money, I'm up like a hundred
Them killers, they comin', they goin' mad
Better tell that lil' nigga, "Throw in the flag"
Bitch, it's deeper than rappin', I'm really 'bout action
Them bitches be cappin', they mad
That lil' ho, he left, and I'm pumpin' that dick in her back
They-they-they say it's a bag on my head
Hold up, lil' bitch, you know I ain't scared
Creepin' and crawlin' and slinging that lead
'Member I was posted up sellin' that deally
Livin' my life like Tupac Makaveli
Back when it was all a dream like Biggie
Back when it was blood on a semi
Niggas scared, murder be the image
Steppin' on them bitches, I ain't trippin'
Catch 'em slippin', you know I'ma send 'em

{Chorus: Kevin Gates & FL Dusa}

Say what you said
Heard they got racks on my head (Huh)
Stand on that, yeah
Let's get it, I never been scared (Scared)
These niggas, they gossip like bitches
I'm fuckin' your ho, tell 'em get out they feelings
Love tricking me out my position
Man, fuck all them niggas, let's run up them tickets (Woo)
Grindin', yeah
I can tell how they watchin' my swag (Huh)
Ho, you lovin', be watchin' my 'Gram
Money long, it won't fit in my pants (Huh)
Used to be broke, but got strong with them bands
All of my opps done turned into fans (Huh)
Stand on that (Hmm), yeah (Uh)
Let's get it, I never been scared