618 Baby

I'm a 618 baby, cannot go away
Yeah you all fuckers change for some throwaways
Got love for the city, but I cannot stay
Go on to get some bread, got to get that pay
I'm a 618 baby, cannot go away
Yeah you all fuckers change for some throwaways
Got love for the city, but I cannot stay
Go on to get some bread, got to get that pay

Uh Uh, got the Gucci color rose gold on my shoes
Ain't no way I'm not winning no I cannot lose
Pop them bottles then we sipping on some booze
Kind of feel like shit the way I could choose
What I want
Takin' this wood to the face, yeah the blunt
Tryna a find a girl man I been on the hunt
Yeah flexing on you all fuckin'
You all going to be blown the way I'm doin' stunts

I'm a 618 baby, cannot go away
Yeah you all fuckers change for some throwaways
Got love for the city, but I cannot stay
Go on to get some bread, got to get that pay
I'm a 618 baby, cannot go away
Yeah you all fuckers change for some throwaways
Got love for the city, but I cannot stay
Go on to get some bread, got to get that pay

I can't fold
I can't fold
I can't fold again
I choose this life now it's in my veins
Now I'm here in the I8 switching lanes
Blowing up, Blowing out like A hurricane
Got love for my peoples of the 618

(I'm a 618 baby, cannot go away)
(Yeah you all fuckers change for some throwaways)
(Got love for the city, but I cannot stay)
(Go on to get some bread, got to get that pay)

(I'm a 618 baby, cannot go away)
(Yeah you all fuckers change for some throwaways)
(Got love for the city, but I cannot stay)
(Go on to get some bread, got to get that pay)



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Writer(s): Breden Decker
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