Michigan Baby Lyrics

Are you in the mafia? am I in the what?, whatever you want to call it organized crime

I'm in a waste management business everybody immediately assumes you're mobbed up

And it's a stereotype and its offensive

Why and the fuck do you always keep tripping? I got the sauce ion really need to dip it

Been counting money love the way i been feeling, all up in my thoughts a rainy day ghetto children

Why you tripping on that bitch? when she was sucking on some tip

Told that nigga don't watch gang boy you better watch your bitch

Now we tippin' in the six banging on sosa in the whip

Now she telling me to chill Ian a lover I'm a pimp, why you blowing up my phone? she got me mad I hit the block

Why you flexing all them guns up in your vids? boy you the cops

Heard you're nigga he a bum started selling all his plasma

Boy you know I got the knowledge hear my words I know my grammar

Ion tweet up on the net when I see you I swear it's up, I was spinning in a yollie tryna really bust a punk

Told that bitch hold on my gun up In her purse she know what's up

Swear my momma raised me right I love you momma here's my hug

Told my nieces just don't worry we gon make it out the dump

I'm hearing voices in my head I wrote it down up in a script told that bitch get off my dick bitch ion want to hear that shit

Boy you better watch your self fully bullets flip your whip , How you poping and you shining?

But your nigga in a ditch, told my momma just don't worry we gon make it out the six

We gon make it out the six told my momma just don't worry we gon make it out the six

Why and the fuck do you always keep tripping? I got the sauce ion really need to dip it

Been counting money love the way i been feeling all up in my thoughts a rainy day ghetto children

Why you tripping on that bitch? when she was sucking on some tip

Told that nigga don't watch gang boy you better watch your bitch

Now we chilling in the six banging on sosa in the whip now she telling me to chill Ian a lover I'm a pimp

Why and the fuck do you always keep tripping? I got the sauce ion really need to dip it

Been counting money love the way i been feeling all up in my thoughts a rainy day ghetto children

Why you tripping on that bitch? when she was sucking on some tip

Told that nigga don't watch gang boy you better watch your bitch

Now we chilling in the six banging on sosa in the whip now she telling me to chill Ian a lover I'm a pimp

Ian a lover I'm a pimp boy you better watch your self fully bullets flip your whip

How you poping and you shining? and your nigga in a ditch

Are you in the mafia? am I in the what?, whatever you want to call it organized crime

I'm in a waste management business everybody immediately assumes you're mobbed up

And it's a stereotype and its offensive and you're the last person I would like to perpetuate