- Lil Baby pure cocaine 歌詞
- Lil Baby
- When your wrist like this
You dont check the forecast
Every day its gon rain, yeah
Made a brick through a brick
I aint whip up shit
This pure cocaine, yeah
From the streets, but I got a little sense
But I had to go coupe, no brain
Aint worried bout you
Ima do what I do
And I do my thang
Do my thang
Bought her brand new shoes, told her kick rocks
Dont stand too close, diamonds, kickbox
Stay in red mean go, so I dont stop
I know they wish they could catch me but keep wishin
You think I done turn into a fiend for these *****es
Tryin to stuff as much as I can in these *****es
Make your **** * **** on my man its no difference
I aint never pop no Xan, I sip sizzurp
If I ever have to turn on the gang, I wont do it
If I put it on a song, I seen it, or been through it
I cant put it in my song, I know how the Fed goes through it
And free all of the opps, but aint no time gone
Gave me momma ten bands, sent her to Cancun
Got the crowd going dumb but I aint no damn fool
If I went in there and did it, then maybe you can too
We done came from a long way from broke and sharing shoes
When your wrist like this
You dont check the forecast
Every day its gon rain, yeah
Made a brick through a brick
I aint whip up shit
This pure cocaine, yeah
From the streets, but I got a little sense
But I had to go coupe, no brain
Aint worried bout you
Ima do what I do
And I do my thang
Do my thang
When your wrist like this
You dont check the forecast
Every day its gon rain, yeah
Made a brick through a brick
I aint whip up shit
This pure cocaine, yeah
From the streets, but I got a little sense
But I had to go coupe, no brain
Aint worried bout you
Ima do what I do
And I do my thang
Do my thang
Got a quarter million dollars in a book bag
New Era, Ima dope boy, nocap
Im livin my best life for real
Just left the dealership, no tag
If we opposite it wont work, it wont last
Be the opp-o-site knocked off, toe tags
Aint been home in a month, got my hoe mad
They need me in the trap but I, cant go back
I jumped out of Porsche with a ho thats bout to snap
I got Ms in the bank, give a damn what they think
Every vibe I ever shot my shot at, call it
Everything you ever seen me riding in, bought it
Big dog status, I aint gotta sell drugs
Put my craft in the rap then I took off, yeah
New G Wagon, no key, this a push start
I can hit the gas make it disappear
When your wrist like this
You dont check the forecast
Every day its gon rain, yeah
Made a brick through a brick
I aint whip up shit
This pure cocaine, yeah
From the streets, but I got a little sense
But I had to go coupe, no brain
Aint worried bout you
Ima do what I do
And I do my thang
Do my thang
When yourwrist like this
You dont check the forecast
Every day its gon rain, yeah
Made a brick through a brick
I aint whip up shit
This pure cocaine, yeah
From the streets, but I got a little sense
But I had to go coupe, no brain
Aint worried bout you
Ima do what I do
And I do my thang
Do my thang
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