My Baby Lyrics

Slay

Slay

Slay yuh

Slay

Slay

Slay

Yea I got that shit on me

Slay

Slay

Slay

Slay

Slay yea it ride around with me

The things I do for love

Riding round the town

And you know I got my baby

Talking bout my Glock

Yea I treat it like my lady

Talking to myself

I be feeling like I'm crazy

I done seen so much wrong

I ain feeling right lately

Bih why you lying

Yea you know that's not my baby

Niggas broke

Get off yo ass

Why you out here acting lazy

I be walking round with niggas

That got Whitney and Stacey

Even if they made a clone

They could still never replace me

Yea it's one me

Not no other

Cause it's one me

Shoutout to my brothers

Shoutout to my lovers

They not my lovers

Nah I don't got no lover

Ima always keep my pipe

In case I gotta go take your life

You get hit with the fire

With niggas off ice

I be all on her mind

Like muhfuckin lice

Ima get money quick

Like we playing dice

My bitch call me hubby

I don't got no wife

If I gotta get your head

I'll pay that price

My niggas so mean

No we not nice

I'll make a opp go meet Christ

Why this bitch telling me lies

I got work I don't need ties

You go on a shirt

I got mob ties

If I get locked

Then yo bitch cry

If I get locked

Yo bitch get me bond

And I keep my pole

Like James Bond

I'll leave you lost

You can't get found

Yea I'm it

But I'm not no clown

Know I'm Him

Yea I move weight

Like a gym

Dunk so hard

I'll break the rim

Yo niggas hoe

Acting fem

Clip so long

Let's make a film

We'll dress you up

You look so trim

When you at your funeral

Hold on

Na they ain even seeing you

It's a closed casket

Watch yo soul leave your body

Like it's fucking magic

Told you that when I crash

Shit gon look real tragic

Yea you said you wanted beef

But you ain know we had it

When I walk in public

Make more money than yo daddy

Opp nigga hating on me

I could fuck his mommy

I know one my demons

He be shooting shit like zombies

Right now I'd go right up to the feds

With what's on me

Riding round the town

And you know I got my baby

Talkin bout my Glock

Yea I treat it like my lady

Talking to myself

I be feeling like I'm crazy

I done seen so much wrong

I ain feeling right lately

Bih why you lying

Yea you know that's not my baby

Niggas broke

Get off yo ass

Why you out here acting lazy

I be walking round with niggas

That got Whitney and Stacey

Even if they made a clone

They could still never replace me