Bad to Tha Bone - Max B, Giggs, Paul Couture

Max Biggavel

Hahaha, yeah

(Couture)

Four-time felon, quick to give a nigga the steamer

Never been on probation, I don’t do misdemeanors

Shout out to Big Meech, shout out that nigga Shmurda

My baby, she sold her soul, child out flippin' burgers

I finally got momma house (Momma)

Money couldn’t spend it

Seven figures from prison, all mines independent

Eloquent Music God (EMG)

Some would call me genius

Some women want the money, most of 'em love the penis

Came back on post-conviction

Post-convictions it be the niggas that’s

Caught up in the systm

I was for little paper (Paper)

Playd with prophecies (Yeah)

Desperate to find a caper, cocaine shopping sprees

Visions to be the nigga

Started flipping music

Negro Spirituals, they didn’t think that Big could do it

Jag on chrome, put the mag to your dome

Used to be superbad

Now I’m just bad to the bone, oh

I’m b-b-b-bad (Bad)

A couple mill in the stash (A couple mill in the stash)

Two hunnid plus on the dash

I fucks with chicks with the bag (I fucks with chicks with the bag)

I’m bad to the bone (I'm bad)

I’m bad to the bone (I'm bad)

I’m b-b-b-bad (Bad)

I’m superbad to the bone (Yeah)

Hollow the General, always respect the people (Yeah)

Dude got the TEC for evil (Yeah)

Always protect the people (Yeah)

Dude disrespected me, shoot up, and the vehicle

Beat up the .45, few from the Desert Eagle (Ooh)

Superbad (Bad)

Superbad to the bone, nigga, scoop the bag (Hmm)

Where I’m at, this my home, niggas shoot and stab (Stab)

Never had an idea what a yute could have (Trust me)

MAC11 on pop

Niggas got him down, think it was 'bout seven o’clock

Man was sittin’down, thinkin' that it’s never gon' stop

If you look around, niggas stick together a lot

'Cause you never know when the niggas ready or not

But I always know, niggas got wetter than mop

On a level though, niggas know the devils’ll plot

But I get it though, now a nigga sell in the shop

I’m b-b-b-bad (Bad)

A couple mill in the stash (A couple mill in the stash)

Two hunnid plus on the dash

I fucks with chicks with the bag (I fucks with chicks with the bag)

I’m bad to the bone (I'm bad)

I’m bad to the bone (I'm bad)

I’m b-b-b-bad (Bad)

I’m superbad to the bone (Yeah)

See I’m in love with the wavy

The got me torn

I put my ma' in home

I’m superbad to the bone

Copped that new 'Lac with the chrome

They pushed my packs with the phone

I’m superbad to the bone

I’m superbad to the bone, yeah

Fuck with it (Haha)