Baby歌詞
Wheezy outta here
Yeah, rest in peace to Bankroll? show em how to do it
Baby goin crazy? he been gettin straight to it
I done caught so many flights
I end up ** **** all the stewardesses
Catch me in Atlanta? no security with my jewelry
Found all them rings, my baby mama talkin suin me
Nother ***** tellin lies on the *** ** like she screwin me
Catch him down bad, thats his ass? *****, you or me
SI diamonds on the chain, he aint foolin me
We was skippin school on the train ? duckin truancy
My main partner turned into a rat, he talkin bout Rod and me
I pray the judge give that boy a bond so I can pop him
We was in the hood, sellin bags, shroom , trap exotic
****** around and tried to go and lease a helicopter
Baby really a problem, somebody gotta stop him
And the haters watchin too hard, I think they got binoculars
Every ***** with me on go, it aint no stoppin us
*****s actin like they got the bag, Im tryna stop it up
Do this for the bros down the road, gotta lock it up
All you gotta do is say its smoke, then were poppin up
Baby got the streets on hold, he aint drop yet
Ive been goin hard, its gon be hard for you to top that
I make it look easy, but this **** really a process
Im really a millionaire, still in the projects
Baby puttin on for the city
Baby, he the realest, Baby prolly got a couple million
Baby hangwith four or five killers
Baby got children, Baby prolly still drug dealin
Baby aint a trapper, he a rapper
Baby makin classics, Baby in the hood gettin active
Baby keep it real with his people
Baby like a preacher, Baby prolly still sell reefer
Huh? Baby prolly still got them bows
I tell my ***** Im faithful, but I still got the hoes
Baby gettin jiggy, on stage with the Glizzy
Baby CEO, he shake the game like he Diddy
You would think its Mardi Gras,
I got these ******* showin ****** *
And I aint throwin beads, I pull them ******* weaves
Im stallin ******* out, if Im a dog, then she a flea
And when I **** her doggy style the only time Im on my knee
I barely wanna hit her, got her beggin, 'Baby, please'
I tell a ***** to shut up, you bout to **** my nut up
The labels CEO keep beggin me to keep the gun up
They know, you play with Baby, Baby beat him, cut up
Private plane, wifi, on the FaceTime with Johnny
I told him ice my wrist up, I like to hold my fist up
How that boy DaBaby in the air not gettin his **** sucked?
Why he keep the fire and throw them fours in every picture?
Cause *****...
Baby puttin on for the city
Baby, he the realest, Baby prolly got a couple million
Baby hang with four or five killers
Baby got children, Baby prolly still drug dealin
Baby aint a trapper, he a rapper
Baby makin classics, Baby in the hood gettinactive
Baby keep it real with his people
Baby like a preacher, Baby prolly still sell reefer

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