Lil Poppa - Bad Side Lyrics

[Lil Poppa:]
What that is you on
Pour it up
Where you from
Throw it up
Bad bitch
Bout 4 of em
Call Chevy tell em we need some more of em

I got 4 bitches in this bitch with me they dead high
Bad influence on they life it got me feeling like the bad guy
I run it up my pockets stuffed I count it up make sure the bag right
Then put it on your head you ever end up on my bad side

Say she don't want no ball player and she don't want no actor
She unbuckled this Gucci off me then she fucked a rapper
And then she fucked a trapper told her she caught me on my off day
I still go to the hood I know I'm protected like Allstate
Smoking dope in the law face give a fuck what the law say
Why the hell you in them trenches all day when your new house got a call gate
And all my neighbors black and got them racks this shit here all great
Don't fuck with them they all fake no love for me it's all hate
And me and you we a thing I'm a feen for your love it's a drug
I fucked up but so what shit it was what it was
Shit it is what it is I can't change how you feel
Fuck all the fame and all the chains anti-social before the deal
I'm not social don't need peers so please don't come near
And your bad vibes I don't need them so please don't come here
And I miss all my niggas I need you right here
Y'all left me that was selfish this shit I'm taking ain't helping but um

What that is you on
Pour it up
Where you from
Throw it up
Bad bitch
Bout 4 of em
Call Chevy tell em we need some more of em

I got 4 bitches in this bitch with me they dead high
Bad influence on they life it got me feeling like the bad guy
I run it up my pockets stuffed I count it up make sure the bag right
Then put it on your head you ever end up on my bad side

[Rich The Kid:]
Let's go
What that is? (What that is?)
This a perc (Perc)
I count half a milli now my thumbs hurt (Now my thumbs hurt)
My bitch she so bad, she got another purse (She so bad)
If the money short then I can't make it work (I can't make it work)
Walkin' out the Palm Beach, I be dead high
Little bit of money on his head, he a dead guy (He dead)
What that is? (What that is?)
Pour it up (Pour it up)
We forever known to keep a milli
I done went and copped the Roll Royce, the truck (The truck)
Always swerving 'cause I keep it in my cup (In my cup)
Always swerving 'cause she suck me at the red light (Red light)
Went and bought my bitch the new Chanel, she keep the head right (Rich!)

[Lil Poppa:]
What that is you on
Pour it up
Where you from
Throw it up
Bad bitch
Bout 4 of em
Call Chevy tell em we need some more of em

I got 4 bitches in this bitch with me they dead high
Bad influence on they life it got me feeling like the bad guy
I run it up my pockets stuffed I count it up make sure the bag right
Then put it on your head you ever end up on my bad side

Never forget about the streets cause we was all in em
1500 on some sneaks that's just to ball in em
Ain't nobody answer for me when I was calling em
And I don't go to graveyards even though my dawg in it
Wonder if I told you a secret would you keep it
If I told you to leave me would you leave me
Wild child