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Bad Guy(feat. Millyz, Smoke Bulga) (Explicit) - Slaine
Someone's gotta be the bad guy in black clothes
Someone's gotta be the bad guy in black clothes
Cheeky eyed irish alcohol and common asshole
Taken off the street right from the basement to the castle
From the rap flow I was stuck but now I'm wasted international
I'm all about the cash flow
You can look it how I get it
Poppin' pain killers like a crooked paramedic
I'm a crook and I'm pathetic
I keep pushing till I get it
Got the pedal to the medal I ain't looking where I'm headed
Cops pull me over wanna search inside my SUV
They got their dick hard from the b**ch who sitting next to me
Listen pig I buy and sell you tell you just so let me be
You can lock me up I got a lawyer who can set me free
Real funny super f**ks cock suckers wanna steal from me
I made a fire never played guitars
Spend my errands and make my pill money
Speak the truth don't tell no lies
I never talk but a black toe
I'm no model but a cold heart I'm so smart that I act dumb
Cheeky eyed irish alcohol like I'm an asshole
Someone's gotta be the bad guy in black clothes
Cheeky eyed irish alcohol like I'm an asshole
Someone's gotta be the bad guy in black clothes
30 perk 30's on alert early
Riding filthy so filthy I can dirt dirty
Get the gurb birdy
Flip the bird sturdy
Had these f**kin rappers
Ye you nerds heard me
Tear the lies and vandalize in your habitat
Cruise around crown royal in his cadillac
Black boots black brin with the master match
Hallucinations is satan b**ches is pastor rap
I'm so gone sh*t I'm f**king faded
I ball the ounce sh*t I'm f**king waited
Put some cheese on your head get your f**king grading
Make a flick with your b**ch
Look me in my sippy cutting is me with that piggy tux
Don't miss me with that siffy stuff
Dipsy getting pissy but that milli right in milli gut
I came up doing risky stuff I risk my life for 50 bucks
Turked up drinking out the bottle I'm an asshole
Someone's gotta be the bad guy in black clothes
Cheeky eyed irish alcohol like I'm an asshole
Someone's gotta be the bad guy in black clothes
I'm the bad guy the bad guy with the black gun
When I black out with the mac out
Somebody asked out like a fat b**ch in the G string
It's a G thing like the doctor
And the dough father free my dogs on
Gun powder call Peter up I don't give a f**k sick 'em on his a**
And I'm laughin up as I feed 'em all
In my postal lunch sick as f**k
I'm deranged twisted brain
Insane in a membrane
I'm a fly dream on a ship maine
That's a blue dream with a creep mass
Sippin red rozay with the pirule
Free man with the low gain
Like G man
What the f**k the b**ches
If I'm stiff like a mannequin
With the lube balls with anything
I can't stand the b**ch
What it came the b**ch from Los Angeles
With phase up that's fatter than that a** of my Atlanta b**ch
Get abandon ship this life ship going down with it
I'm the captive b**ch immaculate with this rapper sh*t
Turn about this back wits
How you wack b**ch
Baptize the jaw like a baptist
You f**king lame my least flame
See smoke see the flames
Smoking millies it's point plain
Let 'em bang deep brain
Cheeky eyed irish alcohol like I'm an asshole
Someone's gotta be the bad guy in black clothes
Cheeky eyed irish alcohol like I'm an asshole
Someone's gotta be the bad guy in black clothes