Blxst - Bad Idea Lyrics

Bad ideas, got a couple of friends comin'
With some bad ideas, but shit, the clock still runnin'
Was a bad idea to have you come out here for somethin'
Baby, bad idea 'cause you ain't come out here for nothin'
Out in Santa Maria, I heard you tell me that you love me
Was a bad idea 'cause right now, shit 'bout to get ugly
Got a few phone calls, my nigga hit me 'bout the money
Soon as you dozed off, I got the trap back jumpin'

The fall off, no time soon
And pussy never made me move
She called off, still came through
I'll always come find you
Knew from the jump, know this ain't what you want
But you always find a way back
She know I'm dangerous, that's where she feel safe at
I'm too contagious, I guess you can't face

It's a bad idea, got a couple of friends comin'
With some bad ideas, but shit, the clock still runnin'
Was a bad idea to have you come out here for somethin'
Baby, bad idea 'cause you ain't come out here for nothin'
Out in Santa Maria, I heard you tell me that you love me
Was a bad idea 'cause right now, shit 'bout to get ugly
Got a few phone calls, my nigga hit me 'bout the money
Soon as you dozed off, I got the trap back jumpin'

Ayy, foo, so before bro get in the whip, how we runnin' this?
So this the plot
Bro comin' down right now, we finna spin to the party, you feel me?
I already got the bitches there waitin' for him
Liquor him up, turn him up, make sure he havin' a good time
All right
Then when it's all said and done and he ain't on his tip, what?
I'ma shoot the text, she gon' send him to the back
We gon' be back there and we gon' strip that nigga
For that stupid ass chain, for all the bread in his pockets (on me)
He ain't gon' be havin' such a good-
Oh, hold up, here come this nigga right now, hold up, hold on
What up, Birdie?
What it do, what it do?
What's good, big dog?
What's good, my nigga?
Happy birthday, foo
Thank y'all, bro
Ayy, look at this chain my girl got me
Man, that shit fire, man, on me, you might wanna tuck that
Nah, for real