Baby ft. DoggWoodBeats Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Ready to shoot, so what would I dip? I'm never lackin', it stay on my hip
She push me off when she feel the tip Time to shop, I need more than a zip
Time keep tickin', I'm tryna get rich She love me cause I never call her a bitch
Flow so good, why I feel like a fish? I need a house with the ice on my wrist
I work every day, I don't need me a permit I'm spittin' that heat, so hot like a furnace
Might take nine shots, I'm not Curtis She stay down back with no purpose
I give her everything, said that I'm worth this
Now I'm a bucket, I'm not like Perkins I got a baby, ain't talkin' bout Birkin
Blocking my shot they be closing the curtain
I'm tryna fuck I dont really be flirting
I need a flip phone call it a burner
I wish a nigga would like Timmy Turner
Taking it over the top like a hurdle
Shawty so wet she related to squirttel
j got a ash like a pikachu
Sick of the bullshit like the flu
He don't got me religion he was never true
Yeah, damn, if I'm in the mix, I know what to do
Disrespect, then I'm comin' for you Caught him in Dollar General, he nicked
Scared to get in line, that nigga a bitch Lookin' at him every time and he tense
Break a nigga face, I swear that I love it And I'm gettin' money, so I'm really above it
She gon' call me Marcus, I ain't talkin' McLovin
Really hit a lick, I did it for nothin' Smokin' backwoods, the thing that I'm rushin
I'ma beat it up, not playin' percussion If you wanna cheat, you're really disgusting
Yellow diamonds, they the color of mustard Tryna sneak me, he wasn't my brother
Undercover liar, under the cover Take a shower, then we watchin' some power
Makin' money, really sellin' the powder He ain't even know that she want some flour
Tryna up it like the top of a tower
Ready to shoot, so what would I dip? I'm never lackin', it stay on my hip
She push me off when she feel the tip Time to shop, I need more than a zip
Time keep tickin', I'm tryna get rich She love me cause I never call her a bitch
Flow so good, why I feel like a fish? I need a house with the ice on my wrist
I work every day, I don't need me a permit I'm spittin' that heat, so hot like a furnace
Might take nine shots, I'm not Curtis She stay down back with no purpose
I give her everything, said that I'm worth this
Now I'm a bucket, I'm not like Perkins I got a baby, ain't talkin' bout Birkin