Baby Girl – 21 Savage
Yeah, whole pointers ’round my muhf_ckin’ neck, n_gga
Yeah, 6 karats in my ears, n_gga
Yeah, I look like a blizzard, lil n_gga
Yeah, too many chains, b_tch, you can’t change
Yeah, treat these hoes like I ain’t got home training
Yeah, ten inch chains, too many karats
Yeah, VVS n_gga, real clarity
Yeah, I’m a gangster, you a b_tch, clearly
Yeah, can’t let a broke b_tch get near me
Yeah, and the bank cash my check barely
Yeah, Saint Laurent got your b_tch staring
Goyard bag, I’m on some other sh_t, b_tch boy
Fire at us and get your p_ssy ass hit, boy
You dropped outta school to jump out with that stick, boy
All you n_ggas get capped, I’m the real McCoy
Yeah, smoking cookie, n_gga, Chips Ahoy
Yeah, had to block her number ’cause the b_tch annoying
No more hot boxes, n_gga, all my sh_t foreign
Red, red, pee in the bed, got a n_gga snoring
Yeah, s_ck me like a lollipop, baby girl
Yeah, s_ck me like a lollipop, baby girl
Ride that d_ck and do the bunny hop, baby girl
Ride that d_ck and do the bunny hop, baby girl
Yee ain’t talkin’ ’bout money, I ain’t stayin’, baby girl
Yee ain’t talkin’ ’bout f_ckin’, I ain’t stayin’, baby girl
Did that Gucci sh_t, all that sh_t be tailored, girl
Yeah, you got some cake, a n_gga tryna bake it, girl
Stab a n_gga up, this that Shawshank Redemption
B_tch, I send hits, I don’t walk ’round with tension
Gots a island girl and she come from St. Vincent
Pull up with a choppers, n_gga started running, not flinching
B_tch, I’m John Gotti, I be running like henchmen
B_tch, you better be a pro
‘Cause you ain’t finna learn how to s_ck on this d_ck
B_tch, I’ma buy me a K, extended clip on the bottom of this sh_t
B_tch, [?] and 204, they makin’ me biscuits
Hoe, I’m really rich, don’t know what a b_tch thought
VVS b_tch, they doin’ a crip walk
N_ggas act like [?], you might as well hit chalk
My GD partners throwin’ up the pitchfork
Put it in a bowl and whip it ’til it get hard
I don’t smoke weed ’cause it make me shh-noid
I pull up with the stick and let this b_tch spark
Swear I would’ve shot that cracker if I was Rosa Parks
Yeah, s_ck me like a lollipop, baby girl
Yeah, s_ck me like a lollipop, baby girl
Ride that d_ck and do the bunny hop, baby girl
Ride that d_ck and do the bunny hop, baby girl
Yee ain’t talkin’ ’bout money, I ain’t stayin’, baby girl
Yee ain’t talkin’ ’bout f_ckin’, I ain’t stayin’, baby girl
Did that Gucci sh_t, all that sh_t be tailored, girl
Yeah, you got some cake, a n_gga tryna bake it, girl
Nah, for real, dog, nah, for real, dog
Nah, for real, dog, nah, for real, dog
Nah, for real, dog, nah, for real, dog
Nah, for real, dog, nah, for real, dog
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