This is a song about "My chick bad"

I love bad boys that's my fucking problem

Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them

Last night i dreamed that, i had my dick sucked by this chick i always fantasize

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Bad bitches in my office, call it bad business.

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

I used my rhymes for bad

Well, i can handle that

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Covering my head in bad weather

Your main chick is now my bitch

Man but this ain't no sign language

I love bad boys that's my fucking problem

I just wanna go to the slum

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

This chick played with my rocket through my pocket