Like Baby

4 pockets full like lil baby.
Shoot a nigga in public like baby.
In a hemi going crazy,
Hit the gas flow shift come chsse me.
In the trap im going crazy,
Junkies love the newst batch lately.
R.I.P. My nigga Mike
I wish he wouldve made it.
I know them boys remember
How we Retaliated.
100 on my neck
They know I really made it,
Smoking good gas
Forever faded with big 40
So im neva lackin,
With a green beam so I really clap him.
The way I flip the pack,
Its gone like magic
I tried swipping once
But I love the trappin,
In the field toting steal
I miss the action.
Got Damn
Yea im bad like michael jackson,
But I move like jackie chan
Just a young man with some bands
And nahh not a lot of friends.
Unless his name Benjamin
He probably hate me who the fuck is him
In the trap I'm really getting it
50 on my neck
So I'm looking super clean
I think I need some visine,
Nahh bitch you need to get lasic
Keep my gun on me
That's my idea of having
Safe Sex!
40 like that, fuck all that internet shit
Really in the streets with a 223
She so slimy cause she a freak
Have that bitch beat ya meat
Hop out in all black masked up on feet
Just Me!
I step by myself I don't need a team
Unless I'm In the trap getting green
Yea I got my time
50 got that glick, yea a 100 round
We make sure he Die
Hop out with that 100, hit his head
We make sure he fry
(Fake Gun Sounds)
That's the last thing before he died
Like it's the 4th of July
We lighting it up, We fieing him up
Seeing that smoke in the air
I love this shit while I'm lighting it up
Gottdamn Gottdamn
Gottdamn Gottdamn
We smoking good gas,
Yea lighting it up
That's what I do to the opps
When I'm in a Bentley truck
Like I'm Kodak
It's Money



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Writer(s): Moneyman Rome
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