350 (Explicit) - Lil Baby
Lyrics by:Dominique Jones/Jacari Cameron/Darryon Aaron Bunton/Montae Jordan
Composed by:Dominique Jones/Jacari Cameron/Darryon Aaron Bunton/Montae Jordan
Produced by:CamYouAFool/DB!/MonnymadeIt
That **** a act if I went flat today
I wouldn't even see your face
Brodie told me he'll take thirty-five
He just want a date
That'll piss me off we takin'
That **** every which way
Used to look up to my cousin
How you strung out and you raised me
One of the smartest people I know
I can't believe nigga went crazy
I'ma keep this **** a buck for me
Nobody gotta praise me
Why you ask to borrow petty money
Without no intention to pay me
I been really on some whole other
**** as of lately
I know one day it's gon' hit me
Bro ain't never comin' back
Ain't never say nothin' 'bout it
Nigga you know you a rat
If I was ****** up I would've been a pimp
I'm rich so I be payin' 'em
Two bad ******* at the same time
I can't trust none of these h*es
They tell us all the same lies
Try to let you park somebody
Came and took the last spot
Bulletproof the Supercharger
I still can't stop at red lights
I done got too deep off in this ****
Now I can't back out
Need the whole hundred you can't
Never give me half off
She done went back and got
Some hips plus her a*s soft
She be tryna play it like she innocent I drag her
Hard to sleep with twenty-five
Million in the stash spot
I'm out here tryna have somethin'
And hold it down for the have-nots
I'm steady out here schemin'
Goin' against the grain
Makin' it harder it should be easy
If I ain't see it with my own eyes
I wouldn't believe it
Lost a couple day ones
Ain't found the time to grieve yet
Lost what I thought
I couldn't live without
But I'm still breathin'
Bubba Watson on my wrist three-fifty
Bad ***** she know I'm that she can't diss me never
Bubba Watson on my wrist hit it down some
Brodie on a trial for his life
I hold it down for him yeah
'Nother watch on my wrist three-fifty
Heard that these niggas can't diss me never
69 challenger I turn it to a demon
This **** ever go South just tell
'Em that you ain't seen me
I make sure you get a bond
Eastside ask lawyers like genies
Made a million every day out the streets
I really seen it
When I go to sleep nightmares
Barely have a good dream
I was hurt when it was crunch time
Glad I had a good team
I had ran me up a hundred thousand that was 16
I made six figures sittin' in prison **** you mean
Got you ****** up and you free
Every ***** I ever had was ****** up over me
Realest nigga ever I hope one day she can see it
Never cry about this **** it is what it is
Lost a dozen handful of the people I gotta live yeah
Used to wanna run up a dime that's in the crib now
All the **** I put on you ain't pick up well
That's your fault
My advice to you get out my way
I'm 'bout to go off
Men 'posed to be with me we slip
And knocked lil' bro off
Coup de Main seen eye to eye
That **** really hurt my heart
Slapped the phone I'm talkin'
To nobody on the yacht
Most of my niggas got life without
I'm playin' it smart I'm playin' it super smart
I done got the ball they handin'
Hard I gotta dodge them all
I done made my money and got out
This **** for y'all
I could never think of sellin'
Out nigga I'm all nigga
Even in the sun I can't unthaw
I'm just that raw nigga
**** is wrong with y'all niggas
Bubba Watson on my wrist three-fifty
Bad ***** she know I'm that
She can't diss me never
Bubba Watson on my wrist hit it down some
Brodie on a trial for his life
I hold it down for him yeah
'Nother watch on my wrist three-fifty
Heard that these niggas can't diss me never
'Nother watch on my wrist three-fifty
This time I unlocked a whole new level