BabyFlow
Yeah
Yo TR stop playing with em
My young niggas devilish
They strapped to the T, and they selling shit
Willo jump out the trunk with an elephant
Got my foot on the neck, on some stepper shit
They so irrelevant (yeah)
I smoked a opp, put a blunt in the air
I be with killers, who really don't care
I'm going up, like the start of the stairs
Ima still be the same nigga
Word to my momma, I promise
I will put the cash fo' the drama
I heard they be talking, that shit will not stop me
A bomb threat came through like Osama
You know ima pop it
I see them try to team up, but they not enough
Better come with a plan, it's a lot of us
Plus we bringing that noise, like the choppers up
But we don't want no war, get that gawla up
I don't got friends, cause they needy
Broken heart, so love isn't easy
On the streets, me and bro being greasy
Smash bro yeah I be Luigi
Never knew time a fly by, did some calendars
How the fuck opps out here snitching, ain't adding up
I seen the double cross, I had to back it up
If you love me, you love me, don't act for us
My young niggas devilish
They strapped to the T, and they selling shit
Willo jump out the trunk with an elephant
Got my foot on the neck, on some stepper shit
They so irrelevant (yeah)
I smoked a opp, put a blunt in the air
I be with killers, who really don't care
I'm going up, like the start of the stairs
Ima still be the same nigga
Yo TR stop playing with em
My young niggas devilish
They strapped to the T, and they selling shit
Willo jump out the trunk with an elephant
Got my foot on the neck, on some stepper shit
They so irrelevant (yeah)
I smoked a opp, put a blunt in the air
I be with killers, who really don't care
I'm going up, like the start of the stairs
Ima still be the same nigga
Word to my momma, I promise
I will put the cash fo' the drama
I heard they be talking, that shit will not stop me
A bomb threat came through like Osama
You know ima pop it
I see them try to team up, but they not enough
Better come with a plan, it's a lot of us
Plus we bringing that noise, like the choppers up
But we don't want no war, get that gawla up
I don't got friends, cause they needy
Broken heart, so love isn't easy
On the streets, me and bro being greasy
Smash bro yeah I be Luigi
Never knew time a fly by, did some calendars
How the fuck opps out here snitching, ain't adding up
I seen the double cross, I had to back it up
If you love me, you love me, don't act for us
My young niggas devilish
They strapped to the T, and they selling shit
Willo jump out the trunk with an elephant
Got my foot on the neck, on some stepper shit
They so irrelevant (yeah)
I smoked a opp, put a blunt in the air
I be with killers, who really don't care
I'm going up, like the start of the stairs
Ima still be the same nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Dushawn Oliver
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.