section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up
what’s happenin’ chi chi
i told her to flyandshe scared ofthe virus i sent her aprivate to get here
i made four hundred dollars off of each of these pounds i ain’t trippin’ it’s gon’ be a good year
mon drivin’ while i got my hands on the chopper i’m keepin’ my eyes in the rearview
i’m from atlanta where they pay to triple cross niggas they’ll dap you up then they’ll kill you
these niggas fake and i’m real i don’t feel ’em
my niggas takers ain’t worried ’bout ’em stealing
i run with apes and some baby gorillas
i know a few shh i can buy me a nigga
said i wouldn’t change but my change a lil’ bigger
fourcarat ring leave a scar if i hit you
look like a spaceship got stars in my vehicle
these niggas fake and i don’t wanna deal with ’em all
i’m social distancing
man these niggas can’t touch me i can’t get sick
good excuse for me to pour up medicine syrup
she say i ain’t got no heart and i’m devilsent
i’m on some savage shit ah
i got the drop on the opps switched the cars
i got a hundred inside of a drum
we pull up clapping a round of applause
we just gon’ say that they won the award
slide in the daytime then come back at night
we gon’ make sure that nobody play with us
they make me mad i’ma turn up
let’s talk about money i swear i been savin’ up
i’m really sick with this shit got ’em throwin’ up
he hit a lick for a brick now he goin’ up
my niggas rapping you see us we blowin’ up
hit the bitch for a rack then ignore her
i’m so sick of these rats and these whores
i might marry my girl and just go away
eat her out if she rich got expensive taste
we ain’t got rush told the pilot to fuckin’ wait
ain’t no way i can go on no fuckin’ date
i don’t know her and she don’t know me
my lil’ boy ‘dem turnt up at a young age
you can say that it run in my genes
i’m social distancing
man these niggas can’t touch me i can’t get sick
good excuse for me to pour up medicine syrup
she say i ain’t got no heart and i’m devilsent
i’m on some savage shit ah
i got the drop on the opps switched the cars
i got a hundred inside of a drum
we pull up clapping a round of applause
we just gon’ say that they won the award
i’m social distancing
man these niggas can’t touch me i can’t get sick
good excuse for me to pour up medicine syrup
she say i ain’t got no heart and i’m devilsent
i’m on some savage shit ah
i got the drop on the opps switched the cars
i got a hundred inside of a drum
we pull up clapping a round of applause
we just gon’ say that they won the award
i’m social distancing
man these niggas can’t touch me i can’t get sick
Artist: Lil Baby
Year: 2020
Decade: 20s
Language: en
Word Count: 298