baby girl (feat. Damien Burbank, 馬如., K壓入 & Garrett.)

She gon' clap back
Talking bout the money I be making from my ASCAP
I say 'don't ask questions babygirl'
She said she's passed that
She said she wanna be my friend
But if we ain't fxcking, I ain't gon' say nothing
She gon' clap back
Talking bout the money I be making from my ASCAP
I said 'don't ask questions babygirl'
She said she's passed that
I guess she wanna be my friend
But we more than friends, we more than friends
Babygirl, we don't gotta wait, no
I 'm not a baker, but she servin' me that cake oh
She turn around and drop it like a decrescendo
I'm fxcking feelin off her feeling, my extendo
Yeah, and I don't want it any other way than this
It's just me and shawty chilling at the crib, aye
I'm getting bored, so we might go Netflix and chill
But I can't be a father, baby take that pill
(Yeah, take that pill)
Take that pill, come climb this hill
We off that mandy we gon' feel
No, I don't question, we not real
We simulating, we distilled
I'm not pure, yeah, I'm just sick
I take these drugs so I can think
Look in my eyes, you might sink
Listen my lies, you are my shrink
You were my friend, I fxck the pxssy a 10
If you know me imma zen
'Til I do a line then I'll nut him again
Imma stupid little fxcker from the mud
But we ain't fxcking suckers b!tch, you see that blood?
She gon' clap back
Talking bout the money I be making from my ASCAP
I say 'don't ask questions babygirl'
She said she's passed that
She said she wanna be my friend
But if we ain't fxcking, I ain't gon' say nothing
She gon' clap back
Talking bout the money I be making from my ASCAP
I said 'don't ask questions babygirl'
She said she's passed that
I guess she wanna be my friend
But we more than friends, we more than friends
[VERSE THREE - KYARU]
Feel like a tyrant, way I walk around this kingdom
'Come take anything you want!'
Ransack another glasshouse, break-in from the front
We might mix it with some Fanta, purple spilling out that cup
Spilling out that golden chalice, crystal palace in that blunt
But we can't stay here
Audemars on their wrists
So why they wasting my time?
Spent what I made, in a year
Oligarchs run the world, that money's bathed in our fears
And yeah we're sitting in silence cause all that smoke in the air
How that feel inside your lungs, choked up?
There's 9 of us, you comin' 1 on 1, you get jumped
All my niggas get cash, that's a lump sum
CANCEL CULTURE, take the fxcking vowels out the front
In my new whip riding slow like it's a mini-bus
On my way to fxcking rob Donald Trump for my stimulus
Broke ass niggas be on Twitter mad like every day
B!tch, I pull up in my Chevrolet, dos mil dieciseis
Life gave me lemons, I'm making lemonade
Minute -maid, mixing Vodka and Hennessy
With umbrellas and everything
And I ain't stopping til' I'm stocked up on Crème brûlée
Singing all of these melodies, I might buy my b!tch wedding rings
I told depression, 'save that sh!t for a rainy day'
I guess that sh!t ain't coming back if depression is from LA
But if I walk in, my boots swing like Orangutangs
But I smile more nowadays, knowing that my dream on the way
She gon' clap back
Talking bout the money I be making from my ASCAP
I said 'don 't ask questions babygirl'
She said she's passed that
I guess she wanna be my friend
But we more than friends, we more than friends