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- Lil Baby how 歌詞
- Lil Baby
- M-M-M-Murda
Runnin up this money been a breeze
Phew
Flew her in she f**k me til she leave
Uh
She done fell in love
Im sellin dreams
I done fell in love with buyin jeans
Jeans
Hate I found a love for sippin lean
Hellcat faster than a Demon new G-Wagen with no key
Put baguettes in my AP
I aint on playin about they beef
N***as know I play for keeps
Treat my brothers like they me
Had to make myself a boss
It aint no n*** a workin me
I invest a couple mil and let my money work for me
Know they hate the way it happened probably somewhere cursin me
I dont know nothing bout no killin
All I know is murder beats
I got rich and understand my next three cars gon be a lease
I aint never losin sleep about no beef
I roll in peace
I put diamonds in my teeth
Came from grindin in the streets
Get a load and break it down and sell it all and then repeat it
Pray to God for all the dawgs behind the wall
They need they freedom
Free yall
When I be on TV and perform I hope they see me
See me
Once its up its stuck
We get over on n***as not get even
Forgiato rims on my dually I ride diesel
Only rock Amiris with my team not no Diesel
Got some n***as up in Philly play with birds like they Eagles
She keep sayin Im the man that s**t boostin up my ego
Still in Atlanta sellin bags like they legal
Im just sayin
Yeah
How you try to run off with the wave and you aint surfin
Gave em all the drip them n***as still acted thirsty
I aint even counted up to see what Im worth yet
All I know is put it up and keep on workin
I cant even hold you I been gettin loaded
Devil on my shoulders
God got my back so I keep on rollin yeah
Drop-top McLaren
Oh
Everybody starin
Lookin
Lil one from the hood turned into the man
Big dawg
Get a lot of money
Yeah
Try to stuff it in my pants
4 Pockets
I might do the woah
Woah
N***a I dont dance
Rings on my hand cost a fortune
Shout out to my mama no abortion
Whats up
D-Boy white Air Forces
Crisp
Different kinda bags I got choices
Flavors
And I got the swag for a loyal ticket
Think Im hearin voices in my head sayin 'Kill him'
Kill him
Know shell forgive me Im one of the real ones
Really from the trenches turn a dollar to a nickel
Get em
Baddest of the baddest
Guess I gotta wait to pick em
Try us then we smashin then they go to playin victim
Kill em
I dont know what happened
All I know is he got hit up
Ima need a napkin chains drippin VVs lit up
Ima get the money and go hard long as I get up
Get up
We gon beat the trial
I told lil bruh to do some sit-ups
Push-up
Win win win no lose or draw
I never give up
Nah
N***a what you bangin what you claimin
Throw that s**t up
4 Baby
How you try to run off with the wave and you aint surfin
Gave em all the drip them n***as still acted thirsty
I aint even counted up to see what Im worth yet
All I know is put it up and keep on workin
I cant even hold you I been gettin loaded
Devil on my shoulders
God got my back so I keep on rollin yeah
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