Tell me I'm an angel Take this to my grave Tell me I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad man Tell me I'm a bad man Well I think I'm gonna burn in hell S-I-N, S-I-N, S-I-N, S-I-N Kick me like a stray I know a thing about contrition

Take a look around the world Don't tell your man what you don't do right Not tell him all the things that make you cry But check yourself for your own shit / shame And don't be making love like it's always You see such bad things happening There are many

I'm a boss, I might flex on a bitch I ain't lying, spend a grip on my wrist If she bad I might take her to the red carpet Bought a car, now I'm tryna learn how to start it Bitch you know my name, pop up, hit it then I slide Tell your man don't do you

I may be a real bad boy But baby I'm a real good man Girl, you've never known no one like me Up there in your high society They might tell you I'm no good Girl they need to understand Just who I am I may drink too much and play too loud Hang out with a