Bad Company Lyrics

People think you're stuck up, but we're all super good friends
It's only natural I suppose, but we're all super good friends
Um, I get the feeling that you're admired, but, um
I'm above average

I got so much beef, I could barely sleep
Paranoia got me losin' all my Z's, all day
Good lord, momma prayin' on her knees, all day
If you still frontin' when I up it, I'ma squeeze

Bad companies, bad for your company
Bad companies, bad for your company
Mac and the ski mask, in case you come for me
Got the Mac and the ski mask, in case you come for me

When I say I got beef, they don't want no beef
When they say they got beef, they don't wanna eat
If he said he wants smoke, they don't want no steam
She put her feet on her teeth, bad bad bad bad bad
Had a bachelors degree, PhD while sellin' speed
Fix the face then fix the weave, now workin' on her self-esteem
Hit up Bloc (brr), yo' this Flock
Nigga, where you at? pin the drop, uh
My new map location be the block on the app
I need money and confidence, nah nahm
Bad bitches, I don't even know the company, hahahaha

You can't hang baby, we don't want you 'round here
Ice on my neck and it's froze, Santa's reindeer
You got bad bitches, hella hoes, it's the same here
You bad company, lil bro you can't hang here
Gettin' money so the bottles keep on comin' (they keep on comin')
Phone ringin' so you know the trap jumpin' (what you want)
That nigga lookin' at me, he owe me some money (I need that)
Hit 'em with the Tommy, now that nigga crumpin' (no feedback)
Why these niggas playin' games?
They don't want no problems with me, my shooters got good aim
You know I brought them shottas with me
Might of hit a bad stain, they say that someone top was missin'
Them niggas were opposition
They move wrong, so I shot them bitches

Dark shades, too much smoke I could barely see the fumes
Actin' brand new like I don't see you when I do
Who them folks? Who want smoke? You too close, give me room
Funny folks, play it close, do the most, don't they
Bad company, that's bad for your company (strangers)
Bad company, that's bad for your company (player haters)
Mad cow disease, now you in a ton of beef
Black Mac tucked underneath my new blue dungarees
Flintstone bustdown color Murakami
Fruity pebble bezel, Wilma, Betty, Fred, and Barney
Bad bitch from outta town, I think she model Abercrombie
Wrist game Lucky Charmy, told my jeweler Leprechaun me
I'ma come clean, I got hella beef
Paranoia got me rollin' up my sleeves, okay
Niggas hatin' cause I'm uppin' up the fees
Whole team got B's on they Tees, all day

I got so much beef, I could barely sleep
Paranoia got me losing all my Z's, all day
Good lord, momma prayin' on her knees, all day
If you still frontin' when I up it I'ma squeeze

I'm above average