TrueMusicBk - Bad Intentions Lyrics

I feel the drugs working
I feel the spell coming
Put ease to my mind
Ohhhh
I just got me
Two bad bitches
I just got me
Two bad bitches
I just got me two
I just got me two
I just got me two bad bitches
I cannot talk to no bitch she ain't pulling no bitches she gotta be bi
Pullin up wit bad intentions could tell Ima demon you look in my eyes
Stop and go cop me a fit Ima switch out the whip killin Rodeo Drive
Meal ticket supersized
Got the chicken with the fries
Stay out my way
(Huh yeah)
I hate my haters, a little bit too much
(Huh why)
They always talking, but they never do much
(Ha grrahh)
I gotta stick if they trying to prove some
(Yeah skurr)
I'm on Gas I'm zooted
Stay on my way
Stay on my way you don't want to get spent on
I had your bitch from way back on the flip phone
This ain't a golf club that I got a grip on
Stay on my way
(Huh wait)
True only puttin his shit on
Make the investment I got a big crib
Build up the company comfortably sit on
Not in my lane
Dis nigga talking while we in the club
F*ck out my face
She ain't trying to f*ck on you cuz you a dub
Nigga you brave
Bitch, I'm a beast, Ima big dog
I'm out the cage
(Huh sheesh)
Go call your friend both suck me off
I cannot talk to no bitch she ain't pulling no bitches she gotta be bi
Pullin up wit bad intentions could tell Ima demon you look in my eyes
Stop and go cop me a fit Ima switch out the whip killin Rodeo Drive
Meal ticket supersized
Got the chicken with the fries
Stay out my way
(Huh yeah)
I hate my haters, a little bit too much
(Huh why)
They always talking, but they never do much
(Ha grrahh)
I gotta stick if they trying to prove some
(Yeah skurr)
I'm on Gas I'm zooted
Stay on my way
How I cut up it ain't none of yo business
So many whips could be talking about Lynchins
A bitch from the hood boy dis Glock got extensions
Stay out my way
Easin the tension
No leasin or lendin
Speedin and bendin
Bringin da trend in
I ain't got no beef so don't mention
Me and the gang
We ain't the same
You think yo lil watch that flooded with ice
Is better than plain
You never miss a Wallo and Gillie
But still got no game
I'm going up
Fired up
No, it ain't luck
I cannot talk to no bitch she ain't pulling no bitches she gotta be bi
Pullin up wit bad intentions could tell Ima demon you look in my eyes
Stop and go cop me a fit Ima switch out the whip killin Rodeo Drive
Meal ticket supersized
Got the chicken with the fries
Stay out my way
(Huh yeah)
I hate my haters, a little bit too much
(Huh why)
They always talking, but they never do much
(Ha grrahh)
I gotta stick if they trying to prove some
(Yeah skurr)
I'm on Gas I'm zooted
Stay on my way