BBY Lyrics

Baby

You can try run on the track but you know that I run this for real

I be like fuck how you feel

Baby like fuck how you feel

Baby I don't need therapy, I need head and a Snapchat pill

My ex girl wanted to marry me, I said fuck that let's be for real

You ain't bad let's keep it a hundred

You don't want it with me and that's facts

I had your girlfriend round on the weekend

I hit that bitch from the back, back, back

I think my dick went and fucked up her breathing

Look like she having a panic attack

Baby you know that i'm really about

Baby you know that i'm actually bad

Yeah I done put my dick in her stomach

Now she gon' say that her stummy hurt

Hix wit da dick on a world tour

I'm tryna fuck every girl that's on this earth

No I don't chase no bitch

I'm Hix wit da dick I don't need to flirt

I know that i'm making your mandem sick

They call me Karma, get what you deserve

Baby

You can try run on the track but you know that I run this for real

I be like fuck how you feel

Baby like fuck how you feel

Baby I don't need therapy, I need head and a Snapchat pill

My ex girl wanted to marry me, I said fuck that let's be for real

Baby

You can try run on the track but you know that I run this for real

I be like fuck how you feel

Baby like fuck how you feel

Baby I don't need therapy, I need head and a Snapchat pill

My ex girl wanted to marry me, I said fuck that let's be for real