Bae Chill (feat. Young Stevo)
If you fuckin with the gang
Shorty just throwup the four
If you're tired of your nigga
Baby girl just let me know
If I drip you down in louis
Better know that pussy fire
If I put you in some Gucci
Better know that pussy mine
If you blowin up my phone
Baby I'm a hit decline
I'm a trapper not a Rapper
Baby I ain't got the time
If you sexy and you know it
Pop that pussy one more time
If you fuckin on me baby
Know that I'm a break your spine
Go
Slow it down, pick it up
Do it fast paced
Yeah
Hands touch the toe
Shawty make that ass shake
Go
I ain't tryna snuggle
Bae I'm on a paper chase
Real baller I'll pass you like I'm on a fast break
Go
Splash you like I'm klay
Yeah
Put my shooters on
Yeah
Thug bitch she like fuckin to a trap song
4L
Actin stuck up
Ain't got time for what you want
Put me in the friend zone
I'ma take your friend home
I can't take you home
No
So why you keep blowin my phone up
Phone up
Took that nigga hoe
Made her throw the fours up
Fours up
Saw that pussy boy in traffic and he froze up
Froze up
Don't hit my line about no bitch boy I don't know nuh
No
Roll Summ
Up in the wood I'm tryna smoke somethin
Casamigos bout to make a nigga fold somethin
Choke somethin
Baby bounce that ass I'm tryna poke somethin
Go
Treat that dick that like a pole
I might just throw somethin
Go
Slow it down, speed it up
Drop that shit again
Drop that shit again
Drop it down, pick it up
Do that shit again
You need to chill
Ay
Told you what it was, quit actin brand new
Thought I would leave my bitch for you girl
You a damn fool
Chill
Ay
Nah for real you need to chill
Ay
Ay
You doin way too much and ain't even my real bae
Cut that nigga off if he don't make you feel safe
Don't really wanna talk don't need to know your real name
If you fuckin with the gang baby just throw up a four
If you tired of your nigga baby girl just let me know
If I drip you down in Louis better know that pussy fire
If I put you in some Gucci better know that pussy mine
If you blowin on my phone baby I'ma hit the climb
I'm a chopper not a rapper baby I ain't got the time
If you sexy and you know it pop that pussy one more time
If you fuckin on me baby know that I'ma break your spine
Shorty just throwup the four
If you're tired of your nigga
Baby girl just let me know
If I drip you down in louis
Better know that pussy fire
If I put you in some Gucci
Better know that pussy mine
If you blowin up my phone
Baby I'm a hit decline
I'm a trapper not a Rapper
Baby I ain't got the time
If you sexy and you know it
Pop that pussy one more time
If you fuckin on me baby
Know that I'm a break your spine
Go
Slow it down, pick it up
Do it fast paced
Yeah
Hands touch the toe
Shawty make that ass shake
Go
I ain't tryna snuggle
Bae I'm on a paper chase
Real baller I'll pass you like I'm on a fast break
Go
Splash you like I'm klay
Yeah
Put my shooters on
Yeah
Thug bitch she like fuckin to a trap song
4L
Actin stuck up
Ain't got time for what you want
Put me in the friend zone
I'ma take your friend home
I can't take you home
No
So why you keep blowin my phone up
Phone up
Took that nigga hoe
Made her throw the fours up
Fours up
Saw that pussy boy in traffic and he froze up
Froze up
Don't hit my line about no bitch boy I don't know nuh
No
Roll Summ
Up in the wood I'm tryna smoke somethin
Casamigos bout to make a nigga fold somethin
Choke somethin
Baby bounce that ass I'm tryna poke somethin
Go
Treat that dick that like a pole
I might just throw somethin
Go
Slow it down, speed it up
Drop that shit again
Drop that shit again
Drop it down, pick it up
Do that shit again
You need to chill
Ay
Told you what it was, quit actin brand new
Thought I would leave my bitch for you girl
You a damn fool
Chill
Ay
Nah for real you need to chill
Ay
Ay
You doin way too much and ain't even my real bae
Cut that nigga off if he don't make you feel safe
Don't really wanna talk don't need to know your real name
If you fuckin with the gang baby just throw up a four
If you tired of your nigga baby girl just let me know
If I drip you down in Louis better know that pussy fire
If I put you in some Gucci better know that pussy mine
If you blowin on my phone baby I'ma hit the climb
I'm a chopper not a rapper baby I ain't got the time
If you sexy and you know it pop that pussy one more time
If you fuckin on me baby know that I'ma break your spine
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Writer(s): Steven Williams
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