Machine Gun Kelly - Bad Mother f**er lyrics

When the line froze, what did I see? A bad motherf**er standing next to me With his eyes closed, told he can't see Tryna follow orders, just gone and be free Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly Bad, bad motherf**er 'til the day I die Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly Bad, bad motherf**er 'til the day I die oh Yeah, bad (bad) mother (f**er) 'til the (day) I (die) I'm a Bad Brains, Bruce Wayne in the fast lane Couple Js in the ash tray, style motherf**er Tattoo'd back, man see the rap name Take a bath in the champagne, wild motherf**er Straight from the block, dawg, ducking shots walking to the store Dollar for a Black & Mild, motherf**er Blew up as a rockstar so I'm top floor Throwing drinks on a cop car, foul motherf**er The only number calling up my phone Is from my dealer, swear that dude won't leave me alone 'Cause he knows when I pick up, I'ma cop a couple zones And my girl know I ain't f**in' 'til she roll me up a cone I be keeping freaks in the home, yeah, Apollonia Gold teeth like the Nolia, keep 'em on, yeah I be rolling stoned, yeah I should be on the cover With my middle finger screaming, I'm a bad motherf**er When the line froze, what did I see? A bad motherf**er standing next to me With his eyes closed, told he can't see Tryna follow orders, just gone and be free Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly Bad, bad motherf**er 'til the day I die Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly Bad, bad motherf**er 'til the day I die oh Yeah, bad (bad) mother (f**er) 'til the (day) I (die) Hey, Kid Rock, that's a bad motherf**er Young Kells, that's a bad motherf**er (oh sh**) Detroit, y'all some bad motherf**ers Cleveland, y'all some bad motherf**ers Okay I'm reaching in my pocket Got a condom and a hundred dollar bill I can snort a rock or I can spend it on a pill I be with some models that just flew in from Brazil And they give me p**y 365 days a year b**h I'm the type to never go to sleep I'm the type to break a couple motherf**er's teeth I'm the type to drop a hit of acid on the beach And fly to Baltimore and scream, "f** the police!" Do not get it twisted, this is not an image There are legends told about the nights I'm in the buildings It is not a question whether or not I'm the trillest Every b**h is pressing me to get some cum on their acrylics One point five million for my record deal and now I got the feeling I could finally give a f** about my parents' marriage healing (f** 'em) I'ma buy some mirrors just to put them on the ceiling So when I wake up I see the realest motherf**er breathing Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly Bad, bad motherf**er 'til the day I die oh Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly Bad, bad motherf**er 'til the day I die oh Yeah, bad (bad) mother (f**er) 'til the (day) I (die) Yeah Bad motherf**er 'til the day I die Bad (bad) bad motherf**er Bad (bad) bad motherf**er Bad Bad motherf**er 'til the day I die Yeah, bad (bad) mother (f**er) 'til the (day) I (die)