[Intro: James Brown]
Bad motha', know what ya see?

[Chorus: 310babii, 310babii & James Brown, James Brown]
Ayy, I don’t like good girls, I need all my bitches bad
Lookin' back, throwin' all that ass, girl, you bad
I’m a cop, you a new Chanel bag 'cause you bad
No filter on your pictures, yeah, you bad, bad
Get it, get it, get it, girl, you bad
Hair and nails done, yeah, your whole clique bad
I want you not yo' friends, baby, yeah, you bad
Spendin' all this cash on you, baby, 'cause you bad

[Verse 1: 310babii, 310babii & James Brown, James Brown]
Broke n***as all up in your mentions, lookin' sad
I'ma put lil' shawty in detention ’cause she bad
She some fine shit, yeah, the type I can’t pass
I'ma upgrade your life, yeah, I’m talkin' first class 'cause you bad
Who it is? It's the baby, 310 (Who you know?)
What? Got a lot of paper, l’ma always want mo'
Yeah, they gon' talk but them the people I don't know (They gon' talk, ayy, ayy, ayy)
And if it ain't about a check, she won't go (Bad), ayy
She my type (Ayy), that's right, yeah (Uh)
Slim waist and her toenails white, woah
You can come over, but you can't spend the night though
Ain't want to take you from your man, it's only right though (Come on)
[Chorus: 310babii, 310babii & James Brown, James Brown]
Ayy, I don't like good girls, I need all my bitches bad (All bad)
Lookin' back, throwin' all that ass, girl, you bad (So bad)
I'm a cop, you a new Chanel bag 'cause you bad (Uh)
No filter on your pictures, yeah, you bad, bad
Get it, get it, get it, girl, you bad
Hair and nails done, yeah, your whole clique bad (Whole clique)
I want you not yo' friends, baby, yeah, you bad (Yeah)
Spendin' all this cash on you, baby, 'cause you bad

[Verse 2: 310babii, James Brown]
Say she love Cartier, so I put buffs on her (She bad)
Yeah, she bad, can't lose her, put the cuffs on her
Called Desto like she need a collab
'Cause, baby, that's an awful lot of bad
H-h-hold up, let the, beat break down
They used to call your phone, but them n***as can't now (Uh)
All your homegirls, yeah, they tryna hang now (Tryna hang)
Put them diamonds in your ear, dancin' like James Brown
Yeah, you shinin' (Shinin'), yeah, you glowin' (Glowin')
Tell you you the baddest, you like I'm already knowin'
Body for her sweatsuit, all her curves showin'
She all up in the mirror like, "I think my ass growin'" (What? Come on)

[Chorus: 310babii, 310babii & James Brown, James Brown]
Ayy, I don't like good girls, I need all my bitches bad (All)
Lookin' back, throwin' all that ass, girl, you bad (Bad)
I'm a cop, you a new Chanel bag 'cause you bad (So bad)
No filter on your pictures, yeah, you bad (Come on)
Get it, get it, get it, girl, you bad
Hair and nails done, yeah, your whole clique bad (Whole clique)
I want you not yo' friends, baby, yeah, you bad (I want you, baby)
Spendin' all this cash on you, baby, 'cause you bad (Come on)
[Outro: James Brown, 310babii, James Brown & 310babii]
Cross the tracks, uh
Like, like what?
Turned my back, uh
Like, like bow
Cross the tracks, uh
Like, like what?
Huh, turned my back, uh
Like, like, like bow
Paid the cost to be the boss
Like, like, like bow
I'm a bad, motha'
Like, like, like what?
Huh
Bad