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Yeah, yeah, yeah

I want you to act bad (I want you to act bad)
Don't call a nigga back (don't call a nigga back)
Saint Laurent on your back (Saint Laurent on your back)
In the VIP shakin' ass (in the VIP, uh)
Tryna hurt a nigga feelings (tryna hurt a nigga feelings)
And that pussy worth a million (and that pussy worth)
And she know I'm tryna spend it (and she know I'm tryna spend)
Put them legs to the ceilin' (put them legs to the ceilin')
Yeah, I know you freak (yeah, I know you)
Yeah, I know that she lean (yeah, I know that she lean)
He ain't gotta know you with me (ain't gotta know you)
He ain't gotta know that you creep (ain't gotta know that you creep)
(Creep, creep) creep, yeah

Shawty wanna cheat on her nigga, wanna creep
Shawty on my line, know she wanna come and see
Shawty got a body-ody, I just wanna beat
We in the Ferrari-ari, now she wanna eat it
She a bad bitch but bad bitches need love
She don't really love a nigga, she just wanna f*ck
She just want a Van Cleef, she just want a watch
She just want a BNB, she just want a yacht
Nigga actin' like he don't want you
Drugs in my line, you can come through
Yeah, I won't tell nobody, I won't judge you
Yeah, I won't tell nobody, I won't (shh), I won't

I want you to act bad (I want you to act bad)
Don't call a nigga back (don't call a nigga back)
Saint Laurent on your back (Saint Laurent on your back)
In the VIP shakin' ass (in the VIP shakin', uh)
Tryna hurt a nigga feelings (tryna hurt a nigga feelings)
And that pussy worth a million (and that pussy worth a million)
And she know I'm tryna spend it (and she know I'm tryna spend)
Put them legs to the ceilin' (put them legs to the ceilin')
Yeah, I know you freak (yeah, I know you)
Yeah, I know that she lean (yeah, I know that she lean)
He ain't gotta know you with me (ain't gotta know you)
He ain't gotta know that you creep (ain't gotta know that you creep)
(Creep, creep) creep, yeah

You been creepin' on your nigga, girl, you know you ain't shit
But I'm still gon' hit 'cause you a fine bitch
I got her freaky in the whip, takin' shots, eatin' dick
It's a shame you ain't know your ho was like this
Damn, I would hate if this was my bitch
Damn, he gon' hate but he know I hit
Damn, all this money I can't fit it in my pocket
And this ho fire with the top so she the topic

I want you to act bad (I want you to act bad)
Don't call a nigga back (don't call a nigga back, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Saint Laurent on your back (Saint Laurent on your back)
In the VIP shakin' ass (in the VIP shakin', uh)
Tryna hurt a nigga feelings (tryna hurt a nigga feelings)
And that pussy worth a million (and that pussy worth a million)
And she know I'm tryna spend (and she know I'm tryna spend)
Put them legs to the ceilin' (put them legs to the ceilin')
Yeah, I know you freak (yeah, I know you)
Yeah, I know that she lean (yeah, I know that she lean)
He ain't gotta know you with me (ain't gotta know you)
He ain't gotta know that you creep (ain't gotta know that you creep)
(Creep, creep) creep, yeah
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Yeah, yeah, yeah

I want you to act bad (I want you to act bad)
Don't call a nigga back (don't call a nigga back)
Saint Laurent on your back (Saint Laurent on your back)
In the VIP shakin' ass (in the VIP, uh)
Tryna hurt a nigga feelings (tryna hurt a nigga feelings)
And that pussy worth a million (and that pussy worth)
And she know I'm tryna spend it (and she know I'm tryna spend)
Put them legs to the ceilin' (put them legs to the ceilin')
Yeah, I know you freak (yeah, I know you)
Yeah, I know that she lean (yeah, I know that she lean)
He ain't gotta know you with me (ain't gotta know you)
He ain't gotta know that you creep (ain't gotta know that you creep)
(Creep, creep) creep, yeah

Shawty wanna cheat on her nigga, wanna creep
Shawty on my line, know she wanna come and see
Shawty got a body-ody, I just wanna beat
We in the Ferrari-ari, now she wanna eat it
She a bad bitch but bad bitches need love
She don't really love a nigga, she just wanna f*ck
She just want a Van Cleef, she just want a watch
She just want a BNB, she just want a yacht
Nigga actin' like he don't want you
Drugs in my line, you can come through
Yeah, I won't tell nobody, I won't judge you
Yeah, I won't tell nobody, I won't (shh), I won't

I want you to act bad (I want you to act bad)
Don't call a nigga back (don't call a nigga back)
Saint Laurent on your back (Saint Laurent on your back)
In the VIP shakin' ass (in the VIP shakin', uh)
Tryna hurt a nigga feelings (tryna hurt a nigga feelings)
And that pussy worth a million (and that pussy worth a million)
And she know I'm tryna spend it (and she know I'm tryna spend)
Put them legs to the ceilin' (put them legs to the ceilin')
Yeah, I know you freak (yeah, I know you)
Yeah, I know that she lean (yeah, I know that she lean)
He ain't gotta know you with me (ain't gotta know you)
He ain't gotta know that you creep (ain't gotta know that you creep)
(Creep, creep) creep, yeah

You been creepin' on your nigga, girl, you know you ain't shit
But I'm still gon' hit 'cause you a fine bitch
I got her freaky in the whip, takin' shots, eatin' dick
It's a shame you ain't know your ho was like this
Damn, I would hate if this was my bitch
Damn, he gon' hate but he know I hit
Damn, all this money I can't fit it in my pocket
And this ho fire with the top so she the topic

I want you to act bad (I want you to act bad)
Don't call a nigga back (don't call a nigga back, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Saint Laurent on your back (Saint Laurent on your back)
In the VIP shakin' ass (in the VIP shakin', uh)
Tryna hurt a nigga feelings (tryna hurt a nigga feelings)
And that pussy worth a million (and that pussy worth a million)
And she know I'm tryna spend (and she know I'm tryna spend)
Put them legs to the ceilin' (put them legs to the ceilin')
Yeah, I know you freak (yeah, I know you)
Yeah, I know that she lean (yeah, I know that she lean)
He ain't gotta know you with me (ain't gotta know you)
He ain't gotta know that you creep (ain't gotta know that you creep)
(Creep, creep) creep, yeah
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Writer: Jeff Baranowski, Jeremy Reeves, Jonathan Yip, Kalan Montgomery, Luke Milano, Ray Romulus
Copyright: Lyrics © MUSIC SERVICES, INC., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing

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