Big Estate ft. Baroline Lyrics

Big Estate ft. Baroline - BabyFace Ray

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Cause we having heavy motion in this shit (yeah)

Niggas can't fuck with my nigga Babyface Ray (for real)

Really heavy with this shit

This ain't no gimmick (no motherfuckin' gimmick)

This ain't no paid advertisement

This real shit, real street shit

Real shit you niggas can't even touch (yeah)

Stop playing with my nigga, we coming heavy (heh)

I'll show you some shit you can't see (for real)

New freezer, brand new AP (for real)

Who turnt? I bet they say me

We beat the block like Tay Keith (beat the block)

You woke up broke and talkin' like you gettin' dough

You need to stay sleep

You play with bro, it's fifty on your head 'cause pussies ain't cheap

Seventy on my wrist, man, I upgraded, yeah, I hate that laugh

You would think my young niggas OVO, they got the Draco laugh (yeah)

Niggas screamin', "We outside, " they know where 'Face was at

A hundred a head for everybody I'm with, ain't gotta wait in line (yeah)

Lobster tail, butterfly my steak, you got your weight up, huh? (You know that)

Ten years plus, I been puttin' in work, you on the radar, huh? (You know that)

Told that bitch, "Can't break my heart, I'm thinkin' 'bout pape' right now" (you know that)

Money spreaded all over the bed, I don't know where to lay right now (ayy)

Ain't no I in team, just me and guy, we did them trips

God forbid you run your mouth, you come back out, it's hollow tips (Yeah)

Them boys good and out on this, characters, it's no comparing us

Bought out the island, took my own shit, I'm telling everyone (everyone)

Like Nick Cannon, yo' bitch wildin' out, I wouldn't've married her (nah)

Got that shit, done knocked down whole squads, I just don't care enough (yeah)

I can tell by niggas' raps, you ain't got no experience

The Benz was white with them blue lights and I got red interior

I got the ball, it's in rotation, now my style is furious

Knew they was hoes, the blood was on 'em, caught 'em on they period (I knew)

You know this shit get serious, don't go where it ain't safe

My lil' gun a hard hitter, he keep on showin' the tape (fuck)

I'm thinkin' big estate, look out the window, see a lake (yeah)

6 Mile general, that lil' stretch out to DLA

Hoes FaceTiming, 4 a.m., she wanna see my face (nah)

Worked through the grapevine, free my nigga, he did a key a day (free my nigga)

I fuck, it's one and done, you know I'm one of none, don't trip, baby

My pockets full of hunnids

You know that shit ain't nothin', what's rent, baby? (Bitch)