Baby

I'm about a bag, I'm state to state, I chase pape

I'm on the road trying to get it like each and every fucking day

I get cake, you see this BH on my arm it hold weight

(Cmon Cmon) these niggas bums, these niggas lame, these fake

Like where the fuck 'yo bitches at, I'm starting to thing these niggas gay

Told BabyApe I got the bows, it's times to face

This shit was starting to get confusing, I had to wake my hustle up

That's off the strength they know my name, I had to get my muscle up

In every state I got my pole incase you think you robbing something

Shoutout my slime, u my nigga throw elevens up

Shoutout my shark, we in the T with blicks tucked