What More Really Can I Say?

I told lil baby to stand by (mmm)
Balenciaga yea i'm too fly
Yeah you get shot in yo head with a red dot
Why this bitch playing with me like a mascot?
Man i swear im through, Just stay in your role (just stay in your role)

I might just drop a bag on it
She act good she might get a bag on her
Kinda nice that she got a rack on her
Need it dark so i put a tint on it
Better lock your door, Cause im coming in bold
I run to the bank just to get to the safe
And i told that lil boy when i come it's not safe
I just get way too fly
And lil nigga you not that guy
Smoking gas yeah im way to high
Just don't wanna go out sad
Got a foreign hoe yeah she bad
But i've been outside all day
What more really can i say?

(You the type of bitch to drive me crazy)
Yeah you the type of bitch that want my babies
And im sipping on this drank it got me lazy
And all of these drugs got me rolling
And we stick with the pistols, we totin

I told lil baby to stand by (mmm)
Balenciaga yea i'm too fly
Yeah you get shot in yo head with a red dot
Why this bitch playing with me like a mascot?
Man i swear im through, Just stay in your role (just stay in your role)

I might just drop a bag on it
She act good she might get a bag on her
Kinda nice that she got a rack on her
Need it dark so i put a tint on it
Better lock your door, Cause im coming in bold
I run to the bank just to get to the safe
And i told that lil boy when i come it's not safe
I just get way too fly
And lil nigga you not that guy
Smoking gas yeah im way to high
Just don't wanna go out sad
Got a foreign hoe yeah she bad
But i've been outside all day
What more really can i say?



Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Bumpass
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