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going bad - bright campa lyrics

[intro]
ah!
jeez, jeez!
yeah

[verse 1]
back home, smokin’ legal
i got more stripes than adidas (adidas)
foreign sh*t runnin’ on diesel, dawg
playing with my name, that sh*t is lethal, dawg (who you say? uh)
don corleone
trust me, at the top it isn’t lonely
everybody acting like they know me, dawg
don’t just say you’re down, you gotta show me
(do what you gotta do, n*gga)
bring the clip back empty
you asked to see the boss
so they sent me, dawg
i just broke her off with a 10*piece, dawg
that ain’t nothin’, i’m just bein’ friendly, dawg
[chorus: bright campa]
it’s just a lil’ 10*piece for her
just to blow it in the mall
doesn’t mean that we’re involvеd
i just… what? i just… uh
put a richard on the card
i ain’t grow up playin’ ball
but i’ll show you how the f*ck you gotta do it
if you really wanna ball ’til you fall
whеn your back against the wall
and a bunch of n*ggas need you to go away!
still going bad on them anyway!
saw you last night, but did it broad day!

[post*chorus]
yeah! got a lot of murakami in the hallway!
got a sticky and i keep it at my dawg’s place! (yeah!)
girl, i left your love at magic, now it’s all shade
still going bad on him anyway

[interlude]
woah, woah, woah
woo, ah!

[verse 2]
i could fit like 80 racks in my amiris
campa is back, it’s getting scary
if you f*ckin’ with my opps
just don’t come near me (get outta my way)
put some bands all on your head like jason terry (get out, woo yeah!)
richard mille cost a lambo
known to keep the baddest b*tches on commando
every time i’m in my trap, i move like rambo
ain’t a neighborhood in new york that i can’t go
for real
oh, she said, “ouu, you rich*rich?”
b*tch, i graduated, call me “big fish” (balling!)
got lori harvey on my wish list
that’s the only thing i want for christmas (true story, yeah!)
i’ve been had my way out here
yeah, you know dogs that’s facts
you ain’t living that sh*t you say
yeah, we know that’s cap
you ain’t been there when i was strapped, uh
ny, ovo, we back again
we going plat’ (woo!)
[chorus]
it’s just a lil’ 10*piece for her
just to blow it in the mall
doesn’t mean that we’re involved
i just… what? i just… uh
put a richard on the card
i ain’t grow up playin’ ball
but i’ll show you how the f*ck you gotta do it
if you really wanna ball ’til you fall
when your back against the wall
and a bunch of n*ggas need you to go away!
still going bad on ’em anyway!
saw you last night, but did it broad day!

[outro: drake]
yeah

- bright campa lyrics

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