Curb Surfing ft. BABY PLUG Lyrics

Baby

Baby Plug

Yeah

Young nigga curb surfing

A truck stop a sideline brick

The folks watching but they ain't on shit

Reporting live from the yet with that stick

Reporting live from the yet with yo bitch

Baby still back dooring shit

Talking to that pack a storm shit

Yeah, drip real

Drown your ass just like that here

Your mama gone find your ass just like that here

Drop these racks by your ass just like that here

I can supply your ass just like just like that here

Supply your ass just like that here

Just like that here

For some westside thick lil shit name poki on the yet

I was 17 on the yet with that set

Bitch know she had to give a nigga that neck

Just a little squeeze on the bitch neck

Baby flyer then a mother fucking scat pack

Hanging with Rutgers my habitat

Know some niggas in the can and they stabbing that

My young niggas, free them, and they body bag shit

We them body bag boys

Niggas around the corner ain't talking about shit

Nah niggas ain't making no noise

We'll spin at the store 2 weeks straight

Nah ain't no more trap for them boys

Having plenty artillery

You lil boys are too pity to me

I got racks talking literally

I stack shit like a letterman

Sacking shit need a letterman

I ain't sign from no settlement bitch

They hold my nuts like a elephant

Around the gate hit the pedal bitch

Having too many pounds

I can not pocket scare shit

Go against the grain you get dealt with

Young nigga curb surfing

A truck stop a sideline brick

The folks watching but they ain't on shit

Reporting live from the yet with that stick

Reporting live from the yet with yo bitch

Baby still back dooring shit

Talking to that pack a storm shit

Yeah, drip real

Drown your ass just like that here

Your mama gone find your ass just like that here

Drop these racks by your ass just like that here

I can supply your ass just like just like that here

Supply your ass just like that here (Yeah)

Just like that here (Yeah yeah let's go)

Since I was 16 I jumped off that porch had to get to that motherfucking dough

I went from rags to riches to giving y'all stitches

Y'all boys ain't wanting no smoke

I can provide from my city, ain't touching no blicky

I spend it and get me some more

It's always white in the trenches, lit up like the Christmas

But no we ain't talking about snow

Skii

Switch it up I'm bout my business

We going up like the fuck is a ceiling

DtSkii and the S stands for spending

She call me a doctor the dick do the healing

Put I giving back like I'm joe

Mini bags you know Im always on go

24 Kobe I stay in the yo

We been punching this shit like Dikemee Mutombo

Big dawg status

Y'all niggas ain't having no static

You know that we having transaction

Step in designer like fuck is some fashion

We shooting a movie you acting

Surfing your block like lights camera actions

I going up like I'm Aladdin

They used to sleep on me but now ion think that they dragging yeah

Yeah

Young nigga curb surfing

A truck stop a sideline brick

The folks watching but they ain't on shit

Reporting live from the yet with that stick

Reporting live from the yet with yo bitch

Baby still back dooring shit

Talking to that pack a storm shit

Yeah, drip real

Drown your ass just like that here

Your mama gone find your ass just like that here

Drop these racks by your ass just like that here

I can supply your ass just like just like that here

Supply your ass just like that here

Just like that here