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Kevin Gates – Bad For Me Lyrics

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Kevin Gates – Bad For Me Full Lyrics
Kevin Gates – Bad For Me Lyrics

Kevin Gates – Bad For Me Lyrics below:

[Intro]
I ain’t got no ego
P-Crisco got that heat, boy
I don’t mind salutin’ a nigga
She bad for me, yeah
Ain’t that DJ Chose over there?
Bad feelin’, and she bad for me, yeah

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[Chorus]
Bad bitch, and she talkin’ to me
I got a bad feelin’, and she bad for me (She bad)
Nigga try, he gon’ die at the scene
I got a bad feelin’, and she bad for me, yeah (She bad)
Bad bitch, and she talkin’ to me
I got a bad feelin’, and she bad for me (Oh, she bad)
Nigga try, he gon’ die at the scene
I got a bad feelin’, and she bad for me, yeah

[Verse 1]
My plug daughter, yes, we fell in love when we first met
Told me they gon’ kill me if I ever make her upset
Love being choked on the throat, havin’ rough sex
Suck her toes, kiss her body, she ain’t had enough yet
How long she exotic, we ain’t breakin’ up
If I ever disappoint her, I know how to make it up (Make it up)
Graduated from the block, kitchen hard set
Dangerously in love, when I’m plugged with the Cartier
No one loves you like I will (I will)

[Pre-Chorus]
Fell like Yung Bleu ’cause you mine still (You mine)
Baby, tell me what the fuck they know ’bout how I love (I love)
It’s a fire inside, and, it’s burnin’ forever (Oh-oh)

[Chorus]
Bad bitch, and she talkin’ to me
I got a bad feelin’, and she bad for me (She bad)
Nigga try, he gon’ die at the scene
I got a bad feelin’, and she bad for me, yeah (She bad)
Bad bitch, and she talkin’ to me
I got a bad feelin’, and she bad for me (Oh, she bad)
Nigga try, he gon’ die at the scene
I got a bad feelin’, and she bad for me, yeah

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[Verse 2]
Down [?]
Shoppin’ Rodeo, designer tag coppin’ (Shoppin’ designer)
Pop-out, get out of line, put you in your back pockets (Real life)
I admit it, I done took some sons from they mothers
Lord, forgive me, they was gassed up by they brothers
[?] lows, still dealin’ with her mother
Private jet status
On the road, riddin’ Six Hammers
She say, “Yes, daddy”
Touch your soul, lookin’ mad carry
Told me, “I’m forever yours, you the best at it”

[Pre-Chorus]
Fell like Yung Bleu ’cause you mine still (You mine)
Baby, tell me what the fuck they know ’bout how I love (I love)
It’s a fire inside, and, it’s burnin’ forever (Oh-oh)

[Chorus]
Bad bitch, and she talkin’ to me
I got a bad feelin’, and she bad for me (She bad)
Nigga try, he gon’ die at the scene
I got a bad feelin’, and she bad for me, yeah (She bad)
Bad bitch, and she talkin’ to me
I got a bad feelin’, and she bad for me (Oh, she bad)
Nigga try, he gon’ die at the scene
I got a bad feelin’, and she bad for me, yeah

[Outro]
She bad for me
Bad for me
I love the fire inside, it’s burnin’ forever
Oh, bad feelin’, she bad for me

 

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