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"Bad Bad." - Hunxho

Wednesday, 21 October 2026, 05:20 pm

Album: For Her (Deluxe)

Track No: 09

Mm, ah yeah
Ah yeah
Ah yeah
Yeah
I took time out the streets
You want Benz or a Jeep?
You tryna make love on the beach?
You want this necklace, Van Cleef?
You want your hair did, nails did, everything fleek?
I want you bad-bad
I go crazy for you, baby, I go mad-mad
I'll fuck her while she bleed, I feel like Mad Max
They sayin' that I'm crazy, I feel like Badass (Badass)
She go Prada and Amiris, she got mad bags
We go to LA, I'll lock in, I'm at Chalice
I don't do second chances
I don't talk a lot, but, girl, for you, I'll answer
I don't really shoot my shot, but when I shoot, it's not jammin'
Baby, I can't give my heart to you 'cause I'm damaged
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Call, I'll be there
Fall, I'll be there
Runnin' with my heart, I feel I'm all out of breath
Don't be feeding me lies, I rather starve myself
I took time out the streets
You want Benz or a Jeep?
You tryna make love on the beach?
You want this necklace, Van Cleef?
You want your hair did, nails did, everything fleek?
I want you bad-bad
I go crazy for you, baby, I go mad-mad
I'll fuck her while she bleed, I feel like Mad Max
They sayin' that I'm crazy, I feel like Badass (Badass)
She go Prada and Amiris, she got mad bags
We go to LA, I'll lock in, I'm at Chalice
Heart so anemic
Scars, I'm bleedin'
A hundred thou-wow
How can a car be a Demon?
You get what you ask me for, I'm like a genie
I make 'em disappear, oh Lord, I'm like Houdini
Bitches tryna get my heart, know they been fiendin'
Put my guard up, they still wan' cross me like I'm Jesus
Put my guard up, they still wan' cross me like Ariza
Can't give 'em a reason, yeah
He don’t wanna be me 'cause I'm bleedin', yeah
Opps don't wanna slide 'cause we too deep in here
Baby, I'm so bloody, I can't see or hear
Can't run out of money, people need me here
I took time out the streets
You want Benz or a Jeep?
You tryna make love on the beach?
You want this necklace, Van Cleef?
You want your hair did, nails did, everything fleek?
I want you bad-bad
I go crazy for you, baby, I go mad-mad
I'll fuck her while she bleed, I feel like Mad Max
They sayin' that I'm crazy, I feel like Badass (Badass)
She go Prada and Amiris, she got mad bags
We go to LA, I'll lock in, I'm at Chalice
Yeah, yeah
She got me mad-mad
Mad-mad
Girl, you make me mad-mad, mad-mad
Girl, I want you bad-bad, bad-bad

Writer(s): Ibrahim Dodo.

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