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baby money - misfit كلمات أغنية

[intro: baby money]
ayy, four_four eight, it’s another thousand grams on my skizzy
gotta see my face— uh, uh, uh
ayy, four—four eight— uh, uh, uh, oh, uh, uh, uh
let’s go, let’s go (stupid dog, i ain’t gon’ lie, this b_tch hard)

[verse 1: baby money]
ayy, four_four eight, it’s another thousand grams on my skizzy
gotta see my face, i got a lotta fans in your city
‘member f_ckin’ up the bag got me handing in to get it
eyes closed, i ain’t sleep, i’m about to manifest a richie
baby blue face, i was a misfit. i’m the sh_t, b_tch
nah, my tape ain’t go platinum, but my wrist did
about to hold this sh_t down ever since kids
i call my glock nintendo’s, this b_tch switch quick
they on me, i’ma switch wicks, pressure sh_t, trick, trick
watch dance, jit, jit, i’m servin’ at the quicktrip
i feel like stockton with the shot, look how my wrist glist’
i’ve been curvin’ all these thots, i’m on they wish list
it’s the hustle in me, know they hope i fail from the start
got a brick as a brain, got a scale as a heart
if you see me in the club, have the sale in the bar
caught a stain and got life, they found the sh_lls in the car
he got caught servin’ girl out the way, free them boys
beat the body, but they got another case, free them boys
you miss your people, but they locked up outta state, free them boys
’cause real k!llers step in silence, tell them n_ggas keep the noise
[verse 2: rio da yung og]
free my motherf_ckin’ baby brother
n_gga popped out with a bad b_tch, i’m finna take her from him
i blow the dog sh_t, i never save the money
i just got out the feds, i’m on papers, honey
if you ask me for a verse, i’ll probably say, “a hundred”
i told a n_gga one_fifty, he came up with the money
i’m a grown_up, but i’m with baby money
the way we turned up in ten years, we got jay_z money
it’s a new game
stand on business oh motherf_ckin’ much, i need a shoe chain
uh, i’m on bouldercrest road with juice, man
was lookin’ for a eight, i had a six, then a deuce came like a cr_p game
he got monkey nuts on an ar
he got a hundred on it, are they in the crowd? you don’t have to aim
just aim it at his chest, you gon’ tap his brain
glock_22, this b_tch kinda snappy
cussed the b_tch son out and told him, “i am not your daddy”
somebody gettin’ dropped, we just got the addy
i’m floatin’ off of a eight of wock’, i’m finna pop an addy
if i— mm, mm, mm
if i took my shirt and it show my belt, it’s that kind of charity
she sold my sister all the drank, almost shot my granny
we shot his h_llcat up, now it’s not a challey
f_ck around and knock the wide body kit off that b_tch
bae, i know i smell good, now get off my d_ck
matter of fact, turn around, l!ck my b_lls and d_ck
never been a trick, she let me f_ck her, went and bought her sh_t

- baby money

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