[Intro]

You a bad bitch, you could have it all

You a bad bitch, you could have it all

You a bad bitch, you could have it all

You a bad, you a bad, you a bad bad bad

[Chorus]

You a bad bitch, you could have it all

Come back to my crib, we could have a ball

Smoke fire weed, pop adderall

Then I beat the pussy up like paddleball x2

[Verse 1]

Lemme tell you a story, last New Years

Raged so hard that I need new ears

Had a few molls, then had a few beers

Then a vixen of fictional width appears

She liked pills, and she loves nectar

So straight to the hotel room was my vector

Checked my game, she's an inspector

Caught when I came, she's a collector

[Bridge: D.U.S.T. & Midas Wright]

[Verse 2]

Man the bass so phat and the waist so flat

Face all that, she could get a call back

Not a way that I could ever call that

Ass crash hat then I fall back

Home in a flash, we teleport massive

Smashed so hard I ain't never gonna pass it

Ripped it flaccid, two hits of acid

Who knew you too were too into bad shit

Bags of stuff, gags and cuffs

Back it up, now that shits tuff

Ass unstuffed, then I pack the muff

Pop two more, did I pack enough?

One more time, you didn't gag enough

One more line, didn't brag enough

Now hoes I got a full wagon of

But this bitch wifey bad and stuff

I hit it, addicted, to shit that my dick did

Cut lines up, she sniffed it

Sugar powder, we sifted

A purchase, elicit

A skirt chase, we lifted

A sure taste, of this shit

I'm wordless, inflicted

I could lie and say I regret it

But never in my life could I ever forget it

Ass so bad, put the pic on Reddit

Rabbit so fat, kraftmatic shred it

In Birmingham, fed her sperm and ham

My Sausage uncut like a German man

Didn't sweat that pussy a milligram

Probably sniffed a whole kilogram

[Chorus]

Next morning, sent the porn in

Sky was mourning, rain was storming

God was upset with what we did

Gave my best shots, gave this slut a kid

Wake up to my dick slipping in her mouth

She knows what it is, God I love the south

She knew for a fact what that mouth about

Make a guy like me wanna shout and spout

[Bridge 2: D.U.S.T. & Midas Wright]

Like she was the coach, she puts me in

Eve is evil and that pussy sin

Whispers in my ear, "for goodness sake

Your dick's so big that the hood looks fake

I'm in your diary, a good luck break

You're gonna die in me, a hoodlum's fate"

I'm screaming and cussing while dreaming of busting

But kegels are metal, the devil is trusting

She gets back to sucking, dear God will it just end

Fuck God, your pussy's the one thing I trust in

I bust in and crush then, my resolve is rusting

What I want more than relief at this moment's nothing

[Bridge 3: D.U.S.T. & Midas Wright]

Next time on tour swear to Christ I'ma book her

Perfect 10, damn she a looker

Apologies for the fact I took her

Feel bad for her man cause she fucks like a hooker

Came on her face and I came on her titties

Made her a geisha, face paint pretty

Then I fingerpaint like a singer can't

And I use my tongue just to clean her taint