The Worst Letra

American bands got me feelin' on you
I'll bring the worst out of you tonight
Your ex could never speak down on my name

I don't wanna hear nothing bout no hot girl summer
Unless you and yo girls gon' give it to me
I been on a run through my city all these bags on me
Switching up the cars, they won't get to me
Whoa, where you at? Yeah
I bring the worst out these bitches, yeah, I'm proud of that
Thanks to my mama, I got these condoms in designer, yeah
I gotta new fragrance, presenting to the economy
When I swoosh through the streets she want a problem with me
Why don't you just say you love being hateful?
Just admit you covering up for not being careful
Treat you like that 'cause I know you not faithful
I don't even blame you 'cause I know you not capable, yeah
We both demons trying to play angel
Selfish, both selfish I know
I can see through bullshit with my eyes closed

Take a xan
Finna slow down the hourglass
Out of town and I want what you want, love
American bands got me feelin' on you
I'll bring the worst out of you tonight
Your ex could never speak down on my name

I don't, I don't, I don't
Wanna leave from your side
(FBG FXXXX with me, it's more number ones to tend to)
I like it when you take it and you don't ask me
I like it when I make your voice all raspy
I like it when I get that weave nappy
Damn, we gon' have to run that shit back