Baby Sweater Lyrics

Ugh haha

Yo this some real fly shit

Ugh yeah

Bitch I go ape gorilla (ugh)

Purple rain on me grape vanilla (yeah)

Hate the junkie don't hate the dealer (fact)

Take her from me you can stay together (what)

Buffalo New York crazy weather (ugh)

My fam come through with like eight Beretta's (yeah)

Take a Plan-B fuck a baby sweater (ugh)

Stepping on rats then I take the cheddar (yeah)

I count dough then I break the bread up

Bitch I'm mister get it done mister hit and run (ugh)

You mister missed em' with that pistol get a different gun (fact)

Bitch I'm mister gimme' sum gimme' gimme' sum (fasho)

I hit it like I pistol whipped it bitch know I'm the one

Like (facts)

I'm never two to you

I had a bitch that was tripping like fuck that I hit that lil' bitch with the toodle-loo (bye)

Like what did I do to you

I got this money on me and these hunnits' I'm looking like the fucking Blue Man Group (facts)

Looking like a bunch a fucking pussies tryna take me out you gon' need two of you (ugh)

Need like two of these bitches around me few of these switches around me

Few of these wins are without me they couldn't do it they doubt me (what)

Like look

Know what I'd do if you shout me kick in the door fuck a house key

Bullets piercing skin they not bouncey' don't forget pretend and I'm outtie' (ugh)

If he wit' his friends I send bounties bullets hit his head that's red ground beef

Talk a lot shit but ain't found me yet

Three four fours made a sound when he left when the beat go slow when I'm sounding the best

Creep in low take a pound to the chest when he sleeping make him choke and put the iron in is neck

When it squeeze gone blow put his spine on the bed (ugh)

Bitch I go ape gorilla

Purple rain on me grape vanilla (ugh)

Hate the junkie don't hate the dealer (fact)

Take her from me you can stay together (ugh)

Buffalo New York crazy weather

My fam come through with like eight Beretta's (aye)

Take a Plan-B fuck a baby sweater (ugh)

Stepping on rats then I take the cheddar (yeah)

I count - Bitch I go ape gorilla

Purple rain on me grape vanilla (fact)

Hate the junkie don't hate the dealer (fact)

Take her from me you can stay together (uh huh)

Buffalo New York crazy weather

My fam come through with like eight Beretta's (fam come through like)

Take a Plan-B fuck a baby sweater

Stepping on rats then I take the cheddar

I count dough then I break the bread up (fuck that shit man)