Lyrics of 'Bad Boy (feat. bbno$ & Billy Marchiafava)' by Yung Bae

Ayy, uh-huh, yeah
I'm a, bad boy doin' good things
Got a, lemonade with chicken wings
With a, bad bitch and she quite thick
So I might just cop myself a chain tonight
Slim shawty with a tank top
I'ma, let her munch it on my cake pop, yeah-yeah
Yung bae will make your hips drop
So I might just take your woman for a night

Everybody in the whole building
I said, everybody in the whole building
Come on, follow along, feel the groove
And get yourself to move
Get your ass to the dance floor
I said, get your ass to the dance floor
Come on, follow along, feel the groove, yeah
There's no one to prove
Pick a girl, pick a boy, spin around, like a toy
Grab 'em hands, put 'em close, push 'em back, do the most
I said, pick a girl (come on), pick a boy (come on), spin around (come on), like a toy
I said, grab 'em hands (come on), put 'em close (come on)
Push 'em back (come on), do the most

Panamera whip on the side
Damn, I'm looking fly
Bbno$, yung bae, we on fire
30 minute hits yeah why would I lie
Pop all night, we pacify
Crazy bad girls in my sight
Think I need to try
Confidence is peaking, I'm a really nice guy
Asked that fine lady yo girl you wanna jive?
Can't you feel these sparks ignite?

Everybody in the whole building
I said, everybody in the whole building
Come on, follow along feel the groove
And get yourself to move
Get your ass to the dance floor
I said, get your ass to the dance floor
Come on, follow along feel the groove
Yeah, there's no one to prove
Pick a girl, pick a boy, spin around like a toy
Grab 'em hands, put 'em close, push 'em back, do the most
I said, pick a girl (come on), pick a boy (come on), spin around (come on), like a toy
I said, grab 'em hands (come on), put 'em close (come on), push 'em back (come on), do the most
Let's go, pick a girl (come on), pick a boy (come on), spin around (come on), like a toy
I said, grab 'em hands (come on), put 'em close (come on), push 'em back (come on), do the most

(Billy)
Bring a girl, she my world
Got her dancin, come on make her twirl
I been, doin' things all y'all couldn't dream of (yeah)
I just made another song for the people (aye)
Dancing (oh), romancing (yeah)
Turned up, blacked out in a mansion (hey)
Got the money, so the drinks on me (yeah)
Got the honey, so the bees on me
Drip like a faucet, yeah billy saucing
Three gold chains keep me cold steve austin (ice)
And I'm lit don't care about tomorrow
Me and a couple girls headed to the condo
Bbno$ got the bag
And yung bae chillin' he be running up the bands
Flexed on my ex got me feeling like the man
And all I ever do is drop hits, that's the plan
(Billy)