B.A.B ft. Fyelow Lyrics

Aye, Mr BAB

I break a bitch down easy

I don't do the stressin'

You don't stay if you don't please me

I done made six, 'fore I left the 6

Man, ain't that a bitch?

Now it's lit, post up for the cameras

Gon and take a pic

Aye I love a hard head when it come with a soft mouth

Walk in, did no talkin, then I walked out

Aye, walked in with that shit up on me like a dirty diaper

Walked in with a bad bitch, that's my lil for lifer

I'll forever be that nigga, that's my motherfuckin' word

And I'm rollin' just like Herb, off this motherfuckin herb

Gettin rich just like Hov, that's the fuckin' blueprint

And this gas got me stuck I'm smokin-

(Aye!)

And this gas got me stuck on smokin' on a glue stick

And these niggas love to talk, but they don't never do shit

I had a long day, I don't need no shoulder bae, I need a eater

Heard you got a bad friend, come and let my nigga meet her

Aye, Mr BAB

I break a bitch down easy

I don't do the stressin'

You don't stay if you don't please me

I done made six, 'fore I left the 6

Man, ain't that a bitch?

Now it's lit, post up for the cameras

Gon and take a pic

Aye I love a hard head when it come with a soft mouth

Walk in, did no talkin, then I walked out

Aye, walked in with that shit up on me like a dirty diaper

Walked in with a bad bitch, that's my lil for lifer

I say walked in, I had a 17, I'm tryna test it out

Peeped she had a man, but I'm the type I make contested shots

Roll the dope and roll the windows down & blow the extras out

Bad bitch, the way she ate me up, might got an extra mouth

Mr. B.A.B.A.P., I break a bitch about my paper

Make no peep, I be low-key, I open doors, I don't do favors

I'm leavin' scraps on the table, this shit it get crazy

Remember I saved it for later

Clean up the dishes, go get in the kitchen and stay out the streets

Silence the pistol, it ain't make a peep

Look at my pockets, this shit it get deep

You cuffing that hoe, boy you better than me

You cuffing a bitch that I keep on a leash

You better than me, but who better to be with her?

That shit was so good that I might fall asleep in it

I shoot it so good that I clear out the defense

Bitch on her knees, she ain't tryna repent

That chopper gon' sing, I might make a remix

I'm on my team, we harder than cement

I'm off a bean, I feel like I'm leaning

Me and my team, we just want a ring

I just might go coast to coast like the king

Fucked her one time, now she hooked like Kareem

Painted her face, now I'm calling her Sting

She said that she want me, it's good to have dreams (okay!)

Aye, Mr BAB

I break a bitch down easy

I don't do the stressin'

You don't stay if you don't please me

I done made six, 'fore I left the 6

Man, ain't that a bitch?

Now it's lit, post up for the cameras

Gon and take a pic

Aye I love a hard head when it come with a soft mouth

Walk in, did no talkin, then I walked out

Aye, walked in with that shit up on me like a dirty diaper

Walked in with a bad bitch, that's my lil for lifer