Baby Brain Lyrics

Dirty pore motherfucker, yeah, I can't relate

How you want war when I won't associate?

How you talk shit when you don't exfoliate?

On my time, no mistakes

I'm gettin' sassy on these apps

Kink shaming on a beat

That's where the fuck I'm at

Look, I'm piling bars like it's new to me

These shots were meant to be shared

I call this shit shot-cuterie

Aye, yeah

Fuck you thought?

Took my feelings offline

Put 'em in a song

Aye, Shirley Temple on a track

Get it poppin', get it tight

Then I'm never coming back, aye

P- bro, tryna fight with me

Gumby lookin' ass boy need to fix his teeth

Pulling knives, diss tracks on family

Blocked that boy on Insta

So he might as well be dead to me

Aye, what?

Fuck you say?

I knew I couldn't trust your baby brain ass anyway

Nini please, keep his shit serene

Set me free before I pop out

Give him somethin' sweet (Let's go)

(Stop calling me, do not text me, you are blocked)

(That's what I told him)

(Fucking love this shit)

(That's what I fucking told him)

(Keep it honest, keep it true, we love it)