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super bad - tyte lyrics

[intro]
play my part, uh
super bad, bad
i’m super bad, bad
i’m super bad, bad
super bad, bad
it’s tyte, though

[verse]
talked to my pops, he told me, “stay down, just play your part”
i don’t give a f*ck how hard, if a p*ssy n*gga down and you up, they’ll pull your card
out after dark, i’m like a shark, last n*gga, always had heart
would’ve never ever thought i would’ve made it this far
i was fifteen when this sh*t had to start
i told these n*ggas we ain’t on the same page
a n*gga like me way too d*mn cray
i talk to myself like all d*mn day
a n*gga like me’ll shoot bambi in his face
better stay in your lane and stay out my way
i’ma tell you like an og tell me, better stay in your place
i don’t do the internet beef, we can do this sh*t here face to face
took the knife off the k, finna gut me a n*gga
put the gloves on, finna touch me a n*gga
stand in the paint, i don’t bounce no more, my name ain’t tigger
i was raised ’round real n*ggas and k!llers
f*ggot*ass n*ggas, i don’t feel ’em
i was in the cage with gorillas
i was on the block with the dealers
i don’t even drink no more, it’s been f*ckin’ up my liver
it don’t get no realer
i always kept sh*t way too real, i ain’t never been pretender
triple k, k!ll, k!ll, you can ask any n*gga
i’m in the water like a swordfish
i’ll k!ll ’bout the ones i go to war with
n*ggas i know ain’t on the forbes list
nigags get rich on a good l!ck
bought me an ounce for a buck*fifty
all of my n*ggas that stuck with me
them the ones that peed in a cup with me
them the ones i know that’ll buck with me
shout out my n*gga, he ain’t buster*made
came down to it, he’ll slang that thang
vice versa, n*gga, i’ll do the same thing
he know i can’t change, i’m built this way
i got a strap where the bible at
where a n*gga sh*t and p*ss, that’s where the strap at
she wanna f*ck a n*gga raw
huh, sorry, baby, i gotta strap that
my baby mama the only b*tch i love
yeah, i’m sorry, baby, that’s where the love at
huh, that’s where my cub that
if you threaten that, it get crucial
see a n*gga turn like lucifer
you ever seen a pitbull on a poodle?
you ever seen a catfish inside a cooler?
you ever seen a d*ck on the bottom of a ruger?
you ever seen a n*gga outside in your bushes?
i’m layin’ in your sh*t, i don’t need no cushion
my foot on they neck, i ain’t playin’ no footsy
put the drum on the chopper and it shake like a cookie
better call the crackers fast, better hope they come book me
i done lost my mind, don’t give a f*ck who lookin’
my daddy ain’t raise no p*ssy
taught to slang that iron, i’m far from a rookie
plus i’m on the frontline, i feel i’m goin’ pro
i done see the realest n*gga turn to pudding
i done seen f*ck n*ggas shook out they goodies
i done seen the flame came out an old woody

- tyte lyrics

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