[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Fucked inside your husband's crib, ain't leave no evidence
You like the fact that I'm blunt and I'm arrogrant
See, she look good but she look better without a pair of pants
I ain't gon' lie, put my tongue on her pair of tits
And you been feeling them baguettes when you J on
They locked me up and let me out, I feel like Akon
You touched me in my private place and I ain't say nothin'
You touch me, but I can't touch you back, I said you stay frontin'
Ooh, she got Chanel shades, that's a face budget
Gucci slides the color pink just like her lace front (Trouble)
She put Versace on her pussy, make it taste funny (Yyy)
I fuck her with stamine, don't take a break from me
I'm driving fast, she gon' warn me if the jakes coming
Stripper bitches wanna shake somethin'
She call me for [?] whenever she laid on it

[Chorus: Popcaan]
Mhmm
She a tell me say she a badman, mhmm
Badman she want
Tell me say she a badman, yeah-e-e
Badman she want
Tell me say she a badman, yeah-e-e
Badman she want
Tell me say she a badman, yeah-e-e
Badman she want
[Verse 2: Popcaan]
Take her 'pon the beach side, make she wet like sea bike
Gyal you a bruk the buddy right, yeah (Weh)
Your pussy wet like yuh swim
Freaky gyal weh can sing
Them bad gyal deh yah a weh me like
Them no say see me [?]
Couple mil deh 'pon the couch
Gyal a push me thing in a the back a fi them throat
Rifle under me coat
Boy dead off like curry goat
Haters want we sink but Dirk a keep the thing afloat
Murder, murder (Weh)

[Verse 3: Lil Durk]
I'm just lowkey in my vibe, I mean high key
And I will my share my other bitches not my wifey
I put 300K in jewelry on my white tee
I know they mad, and they so mad, they don't like me
I'm with the [?] me, they didn't write me
Expensive bitches, they so pricey
You broke her heart, I told her the right thing
But I'm not her saver
I'm too focused on that paper
Had to keep a gun inside my crib, ain't trust my neighbors
I got melodies, I can't go overseas, I'm a felony
I told you I'm a G, no comparing me
That shit's so scary
I might fuck her on the sink wearin' the Burberry
[Chorus: Popcaan]
Mhmm
She a tell me say she a badman, mhmm
Badman she want
Tell me say she a badman, yeah-e-e
Badman she want
Tell me say she a badman, yeah-e-e
Badman she want
Tell me say she a badman, yeah-e-e
Badman she want