baby 9

You was the type to keep me up until like 3am

A hypocrite, said you hate hoes, but now you be like them

I could've probably changed you fore' you got too deep inside

I feel just like Rajon Rondo, totin' on this baby nine

Without no light this bitch still shine, she know she fine, don't she

You movin' on, I peep the signs, I peep the signs

Her love is blind, well so am I and I can't even find

A girl to hold me down when I ain't in my prime

Hitman, there's a barcode on that nigga's head, told brodie scan it

Thought it was a pass, but it's a fake, nigga, the QB ran it