Baby Don't Go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Oh
I got the syrup
I got the lean
I am not mean
I pull up with chopsticks
We got hundred rounds
And we in that bitch
We come from the ditch
Like lilo and stitch
I take a couple rounds
And I put it in your head
I put it in your head
And I leave that fucker dead
He ain't getting up
No he stopping in the ground
He gone we goin dig that bitch
We gonna dig that bitch
Six feet deep
We ain't gonna stop
Till we hit the dirt
Till we hit the dirt
My name ain't burt
Cuz that a lame name
And i don't even care
I don't even care
I don't even care
I got Brown Hair
Yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Uh huh
Please don't
Please don't
Please don't
I need to show you
I need you to know
This is the fucking flow
Oh
Here we fucking go
I'm standing ten toes
With my fucking bros
Yo, yo
Here we fucking go
Oh, yo, oh
Big rap
Always bappin
Always Cappin
Always Slappin
Here we go and he's flyin
And He's Soarin
And he's drivin a foreign
That shit ain't boring
Oh we go
Eat up the porridge
In the morning
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah
No baby don't go
No baby don't go
No baby don't go
No baby don't go
No baby don't go
No baby don't go
No baby don't go
No baby don't go
No baby don't go
She wantin some more
She want some more
She hop in my space coupe
She Hop in my space coupe
And we fly to the moon
We ain't gonna stop
Till we hit the fucking stars
Nah nah
We aint gonna stop
Until were called skizzy lars
She said she want some more
She said want good dick
I said baby come over here
And grab my stick
You gonna get alot to lick
I said lick that bitch up
And do the fucking splits
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
She wanted to show me
What we could be
Go head and grow
Going to pro
We making that show
You already know
Don't fuck with the blow
Don't fuck with the snow
Oh
Fuck all that phoney shit
I'm on my stoney shit
Hitting the coney shit
Fuck up that tony bitch
Flip on the only switch
Yeah
You want the old me
Think that your know me
Wish you could Hold me
Smokin that OG
Wish i could OD
Yeah
Wish i could OD
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Oh
I got the syrup
I got the lean
I am not mean
I pull up with chopsticks
We got hundred rounds
And we in that bitch
We come from the ditch
Like lilo and stitch
I take a couple rounds
And I put it in your head
I put it in your head
And I leave that fucker dead
He ain't getting up
No he stopping in the ground
He gone we goin dig that bitch
We gonna dig that bitch
Six feet deep
We ain't gonna stop
Till we hit the dirt
Till we hit the dirt
My name ain't burt
Cuz that a lame name
And i don't even care
I don't even care
I don't even care
I got Brown Hair
Yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Uh huh
Please don't
Please don't
Please don't
I need to show you
I need you to know
This is the fucking flow
Oh
Here we fucking go
I'm standing ten toes
With my fucking bros
Yo, yo
Here we fucking go
Oh, yo, oh
Big rap
Always bappin
Always Cappin
Always Slappin
Here we go and he's flyin
And He's Soarin
And he's drivin a foreign
That shit ain't boring
Oh we go
Eat up the porridge
In the morning
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah
No baby don't go
No baby don't go
No baby don't go
No baby don't go
No baby don't go
No baby don't go
No baby don't go
No baby don't go
No baby don't go
She wantin some more
She want some more
She hop in my space coupe
She Hop in my space coupe
And we fly to the moon
We ain't gonna stop
Till we hit the fucking stars
Nah nah
We aint gonna stop
Until were called skizzy lars
She said she want some more
She said want good dick
I said baby come over here
And grab my stick
You gonna get alot to lick
I said lick that bitch up
And do the fucking splits
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
She wanted to show me
What we could be
Go head and grow
Going to pro
We making that show
You already know
Don't fuck with the blow
Don't fuck with the snow
Oh
Fuck all that phoney shit
I'm on my stoney shit
Hitting the coney shit
Fuck up that tony bitch
Flip on the only switch
Yeah
You want the old me
Think that your know me
Wish you could Hold me
Smokin that OG
Wish i could OD
Yeah
Wish i could OD
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
Baby don't go
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Writer(s): Jacob Rap
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