BIA – Bad Guy
Isana
Isana
Isana
Isana
Imagine you keeping me boxed in obnoxious
Will never give up. No options
I’m locked in
You’re not even in top-ten respectfully
What else?
I pop shit but it feel like telepathy
Now, let off
And wipe the sweat off
Cold bus pass bitches
Where the fuck you get off, hoe?
I stay in my Gucci/Prada
No Gucci Dada
I’m as a million-coochie papa
The coochie Zaza
Chupacabra to you, bitches
Cold sweats. I want everything
No less
Came to settle my old debs
I’m too cocky
For computer copies
The new Don
And every call Leon
Needs a Luca Brazzi
I’ll be the bad guy
You could blame me
See me right sitting in my seat
Guess, I’ll be the bad guy
Thought that you was me
That was lies coming out your teeth
Guess, I’ll be the bad guy
Since they expected me to play my part
No. They don’t wanna start a war with—
I guess, I’ll be the bad guy
So, don’t end up on my bad side
‘Cause I look better as the bad guy
Uh
You ain’t talking money
Dummy
Me no abla
La fantasma
I’m Joey’s eyes there at the blaza
Like Christopher Walken on this this
Like I’m Mr Bus
Really sliding
Y’all cap
I’m still a sobbing
Bravo
Bitch, thoto
Right beside me
In the black Tahoe
Now, you’re speaking to the Puerto Rican constelano
Take a pic
These hoes get a little money and make a fist
Frugal bitch. Villainous
Bad guy. No Mitch
I’m no snitch
Heath Ledger in that all-black 6
I’m that bitch
Get a grip
You drop the ball
Let it slip
Pack it up
I pick it up like swish
Yeah
I’ll be the bad guy
You could blame me
See me right sitting in my seat
Guess, I’ll be the bad guy
Thought that you was me
That was lies coming out your teeth
Guess, I’ll be the bad guy
Since they expected me to play my part
No. They don’t wanna start a war with—
I guess, I’ll be the bad guy
So, don’t end up on my bad side
‘Cause I look better as the bad guy
Uh
‘Cause I look better as the bad guy
[BIA – Bad Guy – Lyrics]
