Baguettes ft. JayteeBabii Lyrics

Gotta hunnid on me, better check yo cheese

Iced out patek, these stones too fiji

Ion wear yaz cause them hoes to cheap

Gotta 10k stone, better check my pinky

Ion play games, take uh shot, won't miss

Flooded the neck, put uh brick ona wrist

Call up the squad, hit em' all in his shit

He prolly just wishin' he coulda pulled that fifty

Gotta hunnid on me, better check yo cheese

Iced out patek, these stones too fiji

Ion wear yaz cause them hoes to cheap

Gotta 10k stone, better check my pinky

Ion play games, take uh shot, won't miss

Flooded the neck, put uh brick ona wrist

Call up the squad, hit em' all in his shit

He prolly just wishin' he coulda pulled that fifty

I swear the money come fast, kinda hard to believe

I been drippin' so much, I'm cold, might freeze

I been living so raw, you might think I'm bleedin'

I been goin' so hard you might think I'm geekin'

Off the perky she call, tryna see me for the weekend

Ain't no lovin' involved, we just fuckin' then you leavin'

I been movin' too strong with the opps, I get even

I done flooded my wrist, when you see me, you can't see me

Brand new baguettes, told that bitch she can't leave me

My momma, she proud, I'ma star, I know she see me

Too much hatin' involved, I know these n***** wanna be me

Alexander McQueen on my jeans, you can't buy these

All this violence involved, finna catch anotha' body

Hop Ina jag, hit the gas, then I'm flying. l

Pray for my soul

When I leave don't be crying

Been on my own. self-made I ain't lying

Gotta hunnid on me, better check yo cheese

Iced out patek, these stones too fiji

Ion wear yaz cause them hoes to cheap

Gotta 10k stone, better check my pinky

Ion play games, take uh shot, won't miss

Flooded the neck, put uh brick ona wrist

Call up the squad, hit em' all in his shit

He prolly just wishin' he coulda pulled that fifty

Gotta hunnid on me, better check yo cheese

Iced out patek, these stones too fiji

Ion wear yaz cause them hoes to cheap

Gotta 10k stone, better check my pinky

Ion play games, take uh shot, won't miss

Flooded the neck, put uh brick ona wrist

Call up the squad, hit em' all in his shit

He prolly just wishin' he coulda pulled that fifty