[Verse: Anthony 1999]
I’m in bad wishes
2 seater
How the fuck did that nigga fit 3 to 5 bad bitches
Ion ever stretch the truth, I just brag with it
My gang that’s that shit I love, I spend a bag wit it
(bag wit it)
Leave a nigga mad, nigga
OCD kickin’ in prolly cause all this swag nigga
I don’t tote guns I just tote all this cash nigga
Red and blue, blue and red
Killas on yo ass nigga
Uh
I’m in bad wishes
Yo bitch gone fuck cause she see it’s a bag difference
Stretching out my jeans, pull my seams, why I sag nigga
Von Dutchie hat, screwhead and it match nigga
Uh
I’m in bad wishes
Broke hearted nigga den turnt to a sav nigga
You on the bench while i run to the rack nigga
Got my first backend, no more looking back nigga
