[Intro: YFN Lucci]
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Ayy, say "Hello" to the bad guy
Man, I ain't been the same since my man died, yeah
Ayy, fuck the pain, I get mad high, mad high
Ayy, how you fuck 'round with your man and you go and hide
Ain't the same way that I came in and how I'm goin' out
Ayy, when you cross up one of your mans then you 'posed to die
Ayy, when you play with one of my mans just know I'm showin' out
The bad guy, I'ma come lookin' for you every time

[Verse 1: Maine Musik]
Say "Hello" to the four five coke, two gone, I got five more
Fuck five-o, n***as killed my dawg, I'ma watch him bleed out slow
Mama want me to drop this head before the lean I pour
My dawg gone, now we lookin' for smoke, tell them n***as we know
Hot ass heaters, they took bro, now we gettin' it
Surviving is not an option, hammer or the meat cleavers
Spin their block, walk up on that opp, I'll take a deep breather
Me introduce him to the Grim Reaper
Watch his soul leave him, smoke him front of old people, look 'em eye-to-eye
I'm who you should recognize, n***a, I'm the bad guy
You ain't gotta ask why, you can ask God
I'm Mr. Pull Up With That Stick and let them missiles-
[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Ayy, say "Hello" to the bad guy
Man, I ain't been the same since my man died, yeah
Ayy, fuck the pain, I get mad high, mad high
Ayy, how you fuck 'round with your man and you go and hide
Ain't the same way that I came in and how I'm goin' out
Ayy, when you cross up one of your mans then you 'posed to die
Ayy, when you play with one of my mans just know I'm showin' out
The bad guy, I'ma come lookin' for you every time

[Verse 2: TEC]
Bitch I'm the [?] new Tony Montana, the fiends said I belong in the slammer
And they keep askin' for answers for all of the bodies, and how we gettin' narcotics
And how I'm trappin' but my jacket full of armed robberies
Droppin' bands, I been out there shoppin' but they hidin' (Them n***as hidin')
Just another skeleton to put up in my closet (You know we slidin')
No Halloween decorations shit, I'm on some yellow tape and shit
Walk up on him, face him, shit, that's some cases, shit
And now they label me the bad guy
Still gon' come get him if the bag right
I seen a n***a cross his man, but it backfired
Tell him to ride, and told him to check the back tight (Booya, bitch)

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Ayy, say "Hello" to the bad guy
Man, I ain't been the same since my man died, yeah
Ayy, fuck the pain, I get mad high, mad high
Ayy, how you fuck 'round with your man and you go and hide
Ain't the same way that I came in and how I'm goin' out
Ayy, when you cross up one of your mans then you 'posed to die
Ayy, when you play with one of my mans just know I'm showin' out
The bad guy, I'ma come lookin' for you every time
[Outro: YFN Lucci]
Yeah, uh