Bad Ass Lyrics - Kid Ink

I'm feeling like a man of the hour, tear down the house 

Throwing this money like it's no running out 

Okay, but I wanna know, can you get any higher? 

And drop it down the pole like it's a fire 

Now let me see just what you're doing with your bad ass 

I can't help but watch you move it with your bad ass 

Let me see just what you're doing with your bad ass 

I can't help but watch you move it with your bad ass 

I'm feeling like the man of the hour, host of the evening 

But girl, this your show, now bring it back, rerun 

I got pockets of hundreds, they say that change is irrelevant 

Looking up in the sky I say I love watching you elevate 

Get high as you ever been (go), we getting hella bent (go) 

Ball so hard, I deserve me a letterman 

Now then let me see that cake, cake, cake, like Entenmann's 

Ass up, gon' take it down like a sedative 

That's a negative, ain't nobody wetter than 

Better get familiar like a motherfuckin' relative 

Know you see the fireworks, you looking where my section is 

All this money falling in the air like it's confetti, bitch 

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I'm feeling like a man of the hour, tear down the house 

Throwing this money like it's no running out 

Okay, but I wanna know, can you get any higher? 

And drop it down the pole like it's a fire 

Now let me see just what you're doing with your bad ass 

I can't help but watch you move it with your bad ass 

Let me see just what you're doing with your bad ass 

I can't help but watch you move it with your bad ass 

Uhh, Wale though, uh... 

I'm the man of the hour, money and power 

And the humble ain't feed me so I got that Geechi shit out me 

And the city is ours where the killers devour 

Where the niggas lift "Smith-And"s 

And the victims lift a few flowers 

Okay what I see dog you and me not cool 

Bet they be loud when I leave out room 

Knowing how you move how you got good shoes; 

When the heat on niggas be like pyoom 

Young nigga with some old riches 

And the coldest women I be with weave on Necole Bitchie's 

The broad let me I sweat it out like P90 get me doe 

And I'm sure she's got them cakes but I'm trying to see that throat 

35-0-0 my coat, we high chokin' on that dope 

Turn around girl let a nigga know, Double M Young Olu ghost 

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I'm feeling like a man of the hour, tear down the house 

Throwing this money like it's no running out 

Okay, but I wanna know, can you get any higher? 

And drop it down the pole like it's a fire 

Now let me see just what you're doing with your bad ass 

I can't help but watch you move it with your bad ass 

Let me see just what you're doing with your bad ass 

I can't help but watch you move it with your bad ass 

Meek Milly! Ink whattup... 

I'm feelin' like the man of the hour, host of the evening 

These niggas is haters they know that we eatin' 

I got a bitch she Jamaican, fuck her slow when we speakin' 

I get your chick and I take her, talkin' Cabo for the weekend 

I'm just a young nigga outchea ballin', all these bad bitches callin' 

Rollie all flooded to New Orleans and a big Rolls Royces, can't park it 

Got gold rims on my Ash Martin and I'm rollin' up in that foreign 

I said all my bitches half foreign, you could run tell that ask Martin, hold up 

I flex hard on Instagram, post your bitch goin insta-ham 

Pyrex pot that's insta-grams, drop that work that's insta-bands 

And I'm sittin' man, on a couple mill, swear my life's so fuckin' real 

Back to the wall like fuck the world; a nigga say fuck me, I'mma fuck his girl like WHOA ! 

I'm feeling like a man of the hour, tear down the house 

Throwing this money like it's no running out 

Okay, but I wanna know, can you get any higher? 

And drop it down the pole like it's a fire 

Now let me see just what you're doing with your bad ass 

I can't help but watch you move it with your bad ass 

Let me see just what you're doing with your bad ass 

I can't help but watch you move it with your bad ass 

Now go ahead with that bad ass and fast cash my dash pass 

Them silicones and fat ass, got cheese out, no rat trap 

Real late night, no cat naps, you so acrobatic 

Just move it 'til the bass slap the bass slap like the Mac S 

No question we turnt up, workin' on my fourth cup 

Then throwin' all this money like the ass is for purchase 

Very important persons, don't take it too personal 

Got more bottles than homies, it's a movie, ready for the show 

I'm feeling like a man of the hour, tear down the house 

Throwing this money like it's no running out 

Okay, but I wanna know, can you get any higher? 

And drop it down the pole like it's a fire 

Go! (Show off) 

Go! (Show off) 

Go! (Show off) 

Yeah! (Show off)