Bad - Call Me Karizma

Oh, no you think I’m good for you

But I’m bad for myself

How could I be more for anyone else

And oh no you say I won’t hurt you

How come I have all these cuts

I guess I never think one is enough

So take me out of your phone tonight

Push me out the front door

Block me out like the sun’s too bright

I don’t wanna burn you no more

I’m bad, the gun is stuck to my hand, yeah

I’m bad, no one is safe

'Cause i’m bad, the best mistake that you’ve had

Yeah

I’m bad, I hope that’s okay

Sick of my phone screen, yeah

These bitches don’t know me, yeah

I’m missin my homies, bad

And I don’t got a charger

My younger brother told me that

I’ma be lonely, yeah

I gotta a lotta fans, and not a lot of friends

And twitter loves to show me

So take me out of your phone tonight

Push me out the front door

Block me out like the sun’s too bright

I don’t wanna burn you no more

I’m bad, the gun is stuck to my hand, yeah

I’m bad, no one is safe

'Cause i’m bad, the best mistake that you’ve had

Yeah

I’m bad, I hope that’s okay

Sick of not having shit

Sick of being what average is

Sick of being the laughed at kid

I guess it’s not that bad

Sick of not having shit

Sick of being what average is

Sick of being the laughed at kid

I guess it’s not that bad

I guess it’s not that bad