EBK Jaaybo
Bad Man
[Intro: EBK Jaaybo]
Aye, Look (RellMadeThisBeat)
Aye

[Verse 1: EBK Jaaybo]
Dead opps in the wood, where them suckas at?
That n***a gone, I know you wish that he was one of us
You failed to pick your brother up, he sleepin' in a casket now
My youngest [?] 'fore they ran him down
Huh, the southeast ain't how it used to be
Mask on, tinted up, crossin' through these streets
Lookin' for a victim [?], I feel like MadMaxx
They got some snitchin' goin' on, where my rat trap? (Where my rat trap?)
Came home and n***as still broke (Still broke)
And you can post him all you want, that n***a still gone (Still gone)
Aye, that n***a still gone
Look

[Chorus: EBK Jaaybo]
Thе grim reaper in thesе streets, I'm a bad man
Face shot all on camera, he got slap cammed
I ain't fuckin' with no n***a that play both sides
Southeast, n***a I could change a whole life
Hunnid bands, all dubs got me feelin' rich
I could get it out a song or get it out a bitch
Come to the J, you wanna talk about some politics (Aye, talk about some politics, n***a)
It's still some shooters on the team, that's anonymous
[Verse 2: EBK Jaaybo]
Well I done slid through a thousand times, and y'all n***as we don't never see
Bounce out, send them .223s and a jellybean
Heard them n***as wanna do a song, what happened to the feature?
And you ain't never did a drill, so practice what you preachin'
Brodie step, I can see it in him
And I just left a [?] block and I ain't see them n***as
Aye, I never see them n***as
Look

[Chorus: EBK Jaaybo, EBK MadMaxx]
The grim reaper in these streets, I'm a bad man
Face shot all on camera, he got slap cammed
I ain't fuckin' with no n***a that play both sides
Southeast, n***a I could change a whole life
Hunnid bands, all dubs got me feelin' rich
I could get it out a song or get it out a bitch
Come to the J, you wanna talk about some politics (Aye)
It's still some shooters on the team, that's anonymous (Aye)

[Verse 3: EBK MadMaxx, EBK Jaaybo]
Slidin' on the homies I'm like fuck it, they can get it too
Don't know who I'm finna pop but I know that I'm finna shoot
Hangin' with them n***as, then I might just send them killin' you
And n***as not allowed inside the court unless they finna [?]
How is you a factor from the hood if you don't ever slide?
Me and brodie caught a case, I'm prayin' he don't testify
Cut my [?] whip, 'till the devil push me in the pool
Was slidin' on them n***as, when I really shoulda been in school
Suckas popped the homie, I was six sittin' in a cell
But I can't slide for n***as, who won't even slide for theyself
N***as speakin' down like [?] and hurt n***as
The funk too real, (Look) put it on these nerd n***as
[Chorus: EBK Jaaybo]
The grim reaper in these streets, I'm a bad man
Face shot all on camera, he got slap cammed
I ain't fuckin' with no n***a that play both sides
Southeast, n***a I could change a whole life
Hunnid bands, all dubs got me feelin' rich
I could get it out a song or get it out a bitch
Come to the J, you wanna talk about some politics
It's still some shooters on the team, that's anonymous
Aye