we global now
word on the street they got a lil’ bitty hit out
really run atlanta i can make a nigga get out
if anything i have more respect for you bitches
nigga you a bitch we don’t shoot and miss nah
glock9 unfold and it spit out
double r underneath the door when i get out
clutchin’ on my fans had to tell lil’ bro to chill out
how the fuck your whole gang down the road and you still out
undercover rat pussy nigga you a sellout
every show i get either packed or it sell out
i been ballin’ hard you on the bench you gotta sit out
know a nigga mad he can’t even put a hit out
middle of the winter drop top with a mink on
bad lil’ vibe yeah she say that’s her theme song
i done made a whole million dollars off a flip phone
no soulja boy that bitch ain’t even have a ringtone
skinny mike amiris like i skate
we just fuck around we don’t date
i went straight up there to mars so they hate
and i got a lot of cars they all up to date
i was at the bottom literally i was boxed in
then i took off i ain’t have no other option
i was too gone now a nigga just pop shit
i was in japan buyin’ drip and blowin’ yen
call overseas tell them youngins to spin again
i don’t throw rocks and hide my hand ’cause i’m a man
million cash in the book bag i’m a big dog
threw my shot at any nigga bitch i think i’m chris paul
sippin’ all these meds nigga gotta be throwed off
i was gettin’ head fucked around and i dozed off
rolls royce truck crank it and let the nose out
everything i said i went did it boy i’m the chosen child
skinny mike amiris like i skate
we just fuck around we don’t date
i went straight up there to mars so they hate
and i got a lot of cars they all up to date
i was at the bottom literally i was boxed in
then i took off i ain’t have no other option
i was too gone now a nigga just pop shit
i was in japan buyin’ drip and blowin’ yen
safe deposit boxes on fleek
and my bank account i don’t touch it i’ma get it out the street
got your vibe all on my drip she say you cheap
and she know i’m havin’ money buy her titties ass and teeth
catchin’ three flights every day the only time i get some sleep
kept it real and they be cappin’ really you can’t compete
i spend it all on bullets niggas don’t wanna beef
got a dboy swag pull up srt
i ain’t playin’ with nobody nobody gon’ play with me
got a driver for my car he take me from a to z
got some homies on the yard i probably’ll never see
if the money was the issue i promise they’d be free
they was sleepin’ on me bad they fucked around woke up a beast
switch it up i went romantic took my shawty out to greece
every city that i go to gotta link up with the street
i’m too humble for ’em guess that’s why they thinkin’ i was sweet
skinny mike amiris like i skate
we just fuck around we don’t date
i went straight up there to mars so they hate
and i got a lot of cars they all up to date
i was at the bottom literally i was boxed in
then i took off i ain’t have no other option
i was too gone now a nigga just pop shit
i was in japan buyin’ drip and blowin’ yen
Artist: Lil Baby
Year: 2018
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 326