This is a song about "Ur bad"

Ur never stressed and forever blessed

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

And quit walking with ur hips,

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Lady at the frank stand will

And ur never on his level

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

Ur wounds are gnarly and infected

Cuz im a bad girl, bad girl (x2)

Convertibles with turbo jets

Not them 3 girls i got to be destiny's child

Marijuana smoke doesn't damage ur mind

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

Rip ur head from ur neck and laugh as ur body twitches like terretes,bury ur

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Make sure ur seatbelt is fastened