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Going Bad lyrics is penned by Robert Williams, Aubrey Graham, Wesley Glass, Westen Weiss, sung by Meek Mill, music composed by Meek Mill, Westen Weiss, Wheezy, starring Meek Mill.
Song Lyrics
Yeah [Wheezy outta here] G, G Back home, smokin' legal [legal] I got more slaps than The Beatles [Beatles] Foreign shit runnin' on diesel, dawg Playin' with my name, that shit is lethal, dawg [who you say you was?] Don Corleone Trust me, at the top it isn't lonely [strapped] Everybody actin' like they know me, dawg Don't just say you're down, you gotta show me [what you gotta do?] Bring the clip back empty [it's empty] You asked to see the boss, so they sent me, dawg [sent me, dawg] I just broke her off with a ten-piece, dawg [ten-piece, dawg] That ain't nothin', I'm just bein' friendly, dawg It's just a lil' ten piece for her Just to blow it in the mall, doesn't mean that we're involved I just what? I just uh, poot a Richard on the card I ain't grow up playin' ball, but I'll show you how the fuck you gotta do it If you really wanna ball 'til you fall When your back against the wall And a bunch of niggas need you to go away Still goin' bad on 'em anyway Saw you last night, but did it broad day Yeah, lot of Murakami in the hallway [What?] Got a sticky and I keep it at my dawg's place Girl, I left your love at Magic, now it's all shade Still goin' bad on you anyway Whoa, whoa, ooh, whoa Whoa, whoa, ah I could fit like eight racks in my Amiris [eight racks] Me and Drizzy back-to-back, it's gettin' scary [back-to-back] If you fuckin' with my opps just don't come near me [gat out my way] Poot some bands all on your hed like Jason Terry [brrt, brrt, ooh] Richard Mille cost a Lambo [that's a Lambo] Known to keep the baddest bitches on commando [salute] Every time I'm in my trap, I mve like Rambo [extended] Ain't a neighborhood in Philly that I can't go [that's a Fendi] For real She said, Oh, you rich rich? [You rich rich] Bitch, I graduated, call me Big Fish [ballin'] I got Lori Harvey on my wish list [that's Lori] That's the only thing I want for Christmas [true story, uh] I've been had my way out here, yeah, know that's facts [facts] You ain't livin' that shit you sell, yeah, we know that's cap [that's cap] You ain't got to ask me when you see me, know I'm strapped [brrt] DC, OVO, we back again, we goin' bad [ooh, ooh] It's just a lil' ten-piece for her Just to blow it in the mall, doesn't mean that we're involved I just what? I just uh, poot a Richard on the card I ain't grow up playin' ball, but I'll show you how the fuck you gotta do it If you really wanna ball 'til you fall When your back against the wall And a bunch of niggas need you to go away Still goin' bad on 'em anyway Saw you last night, but did it broad day
The Going Bad song lyrics is written by Robert Williams, Aubrey Graham, Wesley Glass, Westen Weiss in the year 2018. It was sung by Meek Mill, featuring Meek Mill. The details of Going Bad song lyrics are given below:
Album: Championships
Singer: Meek Mill
Lyricist / Lyrics Writer: Robert Williams, Aubrey Graham, Wesley Glass, Westen Weiss
Music / Music Composer: Meek Mill, Westen Weiss, Wheezy
Artists / Stars: Meek Mill
Music On: Atlantic, Maybach Music
Year: 2018