Sir Skitzo - Bad and Boujee (REMIX) lyrics

Rain drop Drop top Ask me when I'm working And it's non-stop Told myself I'll make it If I'm really dedicated With the payment of the music I'ma pop off Sipping on the liquor Till she finally got her top off Hopping from a co*k To a co*k Like hopscotch Never had a love That I could ever trust But I stuff 4G's in the blunt Like a hot spot Oh Yo that's succulent Go s** my dick While I'm huffing sh** And from the methane I got a dead brain It's like I'm taking acid Cause I'm dropping hits Yet I'm profiting While I'm off my rocker While you chock Like your Papa Doca I walk the walk But I talk the lava Cause I spit the flames Like I'm Waka Flocka I'm sick of all the feelings that I'm feeling as a human Try'na find the meaning of the melody in music Finally I found it but the remedy is useless Cause I can't change the fact that I'm a nuisance Proving to the haters that I'm moving up in the game f** all the lames who are doing it for the fame Puking upon your name For doing it all the same You claim that you're great But you ain't got a brain So you think out your a**, and you say you're the sh** While you're slamming your beer and you're taking a hit Lately I feel like when I was a kid Cause I ain't got no worries, just freedom to live Make a b**h cry Like the saddest movie Then toss her off Cause she's mad and moody You couldn't k** me If you had to shoot me Cause I'm 17, but I'm bad and boujee