Letra de Down Bad - Tyler, The Creator

(Feat. The Creator)

Oh, oh, na-na-na-na (Niggas down)

Oh, oh, na-na-na-na (What the fuck are you doin'?)

Bad

Oh, he went to glitter them teeth? Okay

But he ain't got nowhere to sleep, okay

You swear he a bum and he frontin? Okay

But you got his bun in your oven, okay

They filming hot takes in a room, okay

That rent must be due very soon, okay

Them crackers ain't really autistic, okay

BLM was taking attention, oka—

Niggas down bad

Huh

You fifty and still in them streets? Okay

Your prostate exam in a week? Okay

That baby gon' keep 'em around, okay

You stupid-ass bitch, you're a clown, okay

Allergic to wrappin' it up? Okay

That child support addin' up, okay

How we gon' boycott and move on, okay?

When the neighborhood stores ain't blacked on, oka—?

Oh, oh, na-na-na-na

Niggas down bad

Oh, oh

Bitches down bad

Na-na-na-na

Niggas down ba-bad

You think he your brother, legit? Okay

That jealousy make niggas itch, okay

You back in the hood for some pictures? Okay

Them steppas gon' have a good Christmas, okay

You got you a blowin' two guard? Okay

They know where your mama is are, okay

Then they had him dissin' his opps, okay

By the morning, they jackin' the box like—

Oh, oh (Hold that nigga now)

Na-na-na-na (Wipe that nigga down)

Niggas down bad

Oh, oh (Hold that nigga now)

(Wipe that nigga down)

Bitches down bad

Oh, oh, na-na-na-na

Niggas down bad

Bitches down bad

Oh, oh, na-na-na-na

Niggas down bad

Niggas down—

Bad

Bad

Bad

Niggas down— bad

Bad

Oh, oh, na-na-na-na

Oh, oh, na-na-na-na

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