lyrics: Rolled up sleeves and a 24K smile to match his red eyes commas in his hair and a chain with a saint, but he ain't none inked up neck and the letters on his fingers speak of trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble don't go flexing boy you'll get trouble Oh bad boy messing with the boom boom Oh bad boy riding on the vroom vroom OH, bad boy, bad boy, hah Bad boy, bad boy hah Oh, bad boy messing with the boom boom Oh bad boy riding on the vroom vroom OH, bad boy, bad boy, hah Bad boy, bad boy hah Na-Na-Naughty Na-Na-Naughty, on boom boom Na-Na-Naughty Na-Na-Naughty, on boom boom Na-Na-Naughty Na-Na-Naughty, on boom boom Messing with the boom boom riding on the vroom vroom Na-Na-Naughty Na-Na-Naughty, on boom boom Na-Na-Naughty Na-Na-Naughty, on boom boom Na-Na-Naughty Na-Na-Naughty, on boom boom Messing with the boom boom riding on the vroom vroom Rolling up his sleeves and he's coming on hard, he's gonna hurt the ones he love cause no savage can be trusted no no no riding lambos hitting bandos yeah, yeah trappin and hustle, trouble trouble don't go flexing boy you'll get trouble Oh bad boy messing with the boom boom Oh bad boy riding on the vroom vroom OH, bad boy, bad boy, hah Bad boy, bad boy hah Oh bad boy messing with the boom boom Oh bad boy riding on the vroom vroom OH, bad boy, bad boy, hah Bad boy, bad boy hah Na-Na-Naughty Na-Na-Naughty, on boom boom Na-Na-Naughty Na-Na-Naughty, on boom boom Messing with the boom boom riding on the vroom vroom Na-Na-Naughty Na-Na-Naughty, on boom boom Na-Na-Naughty Na-Na-Naughty, on boom boom Na-Na-Naughty Na-Na-Naughty, on boom boom (I'm not finishing the lyrics it's to much)
