Bad Boys Rucci (Ft. AzChike)

[Intro]
(You can really do that, Cami?)
(420 Tiesto)

[Verse 1: Rucci]
Okay, she almost broke my heart, then I remembered she was broke (What?)
Spent a hundred bands on this Moncler coat (Hundred bands)
A real pothead if you niggas want smoke (Want smoke)
About bread, got that shit by the loaf, ayy (Go)
Okay, now viva la raza (Viva la raza)
Double G's with my Prada (With my Prada)
Chinchilla coat, nigga, watch me cha-cha (Ooh, ooh)
Got my name off the block like Ibaka
Name a nigga hotter
Real rockstar, no guitar, this a chopper (This a chopper)
Heard you pop bars, I pop bags and take molly (Take molly)
Two bad bitches in the back, they both dykin'
I been had money, man, that shit don't excite me (What?)
If I go down, on my life, you better write me (What?)
Knock a nigga down, double back, we still slidin'
Bought my bitch a body, now she feelin' like she Kylie (Go)
I'm a bad boy, Mike Lowrey

[Chorus: Rucci]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, they let me bring my gun in the party (In the party)
I done popped some pills, now I'm retarded (Now I'm retarded)
They fucked up, look what they done started (What they done started)
We got choppers, no Harleys (Ayy, go)
I'm a bad boy, Mike Lowrey (Mike Lowrey)
Ayy, I'm not just anybody, I'm a target (I'm a target)
Walkin' out of Saks Fifth, you at Target (You at Target)
A real shit-talker, a real shit-starter, what you finna tell 'em?
Do somethin', nigga, do somethin', ayy (Ayy)
Do somethin', nigga, do somethin', ayy (They ain't gon' do nothin')
Do somethin', nigga, do somethin', ayy (Ayy, okay, though)
Do somethin', nigga, do somethin' (They ain't gon' do nothin')