Dom Palm - Bad Company

I got bad company
everybody wanna piece
Say they wanna go to war
Better not fuck with me

Fucked up now and I'm speaking kind of silly
Started from the bottom and I'm thinkin bout the Millie's
Hit moms up how do manage bread
Thinking bout the mills how blew up instead
This is working out goddam to my plan
Number 1 fan when I looked up in the stands
You prolly never understand cause you do not know the plan
Thinkin about life with the tough road ahead
First you sacrifice then you get some bread
Works pays off like Khalifa once said
Yeah work hard play hard motto respect

I got bad company
everybody wanna piece
Say they wanna go to war
Better not fuck with me

Oooh I'm about to blow up now
Felling like Kim John now
You can call me Rambo cause I'm gunning now
Died and came back you think I have the stones
Yeah we from Cali where it's hot as hell though
Born and raised here man the streets is all we know
Come around here get some shots towards your dome

I got bad company
everybody wanna piece
Say they wanna go to war
Better not fuck with me

Written by:
Dominick Cuevas

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