Lil Baby-Freestyle

Shoutout my label thats me

Im in this bitch with Tb

Im in this bitch with 4trades

I just poured up me a 8

Real nigga all in my face

500 racks in my safe

500 racks to the plug

What you know bout showin love

What you know bout pulling up in bentley trucks

Make these bitches fall in love

 

All of my niggas on go

Nun of my niggas no hoe

All of my niggas want smoke

All of my niggas togther we came from the bottom we used to wear each other clothes

Nun of my niggas gone fold

Couple pussy niggas told

They ain’t my niggas nomo

Hold it down for the 4 in a 9 wit the wo’

Ralo my dawg thats fasho

We wont fall out about shit

Specially not bout no bitch

We ain’t gone fallout bout hoes

Me and ced get them loads

We let em go for the low

I got my hood in control

I got my left wrist on froze

I got my right wrist on froze

I got my necklace on froze

Both of my ears on froze

 

I been gettin faded Im sippin on maple

If she wont fuck I wont make ha

I dont like bitches with makeup

If she want titties I pay fa

Get out of there when I wake up

I pass the ball I dont layup

I’mm a bigboss I got say so

They’ll wipe you down If I say so

Dracos on dracos on dracos on dracos

40s on 40s On 40s

I just bought me some new water

Wetter than Katrina, shout out New Orleans

I made a promise my niggaz gon ball

Hard in the paint change my name to John Wall

Gettin off trees like a leaf in the fall

Find a new plug then we takin him off

 

Pull up in a brand new benz truck

Hop out fresher than a menthol

Lil nigga but im big dawg

All I gotta make is one call

Get a nigga block took off

Cross a nigga up hot sauce

Ohh I got em mad, my fault

Talkin bout the shit that I bought

 

Poppin’ these perc, I dun turned to a savage

Hunned racks stuffed in that mattress

Hunned racks stuffed in the attic

Hunned racks stuffed in the sofa

These nigga play gangsta but they won’t approach me

I know they’ll never approach me

They know that they’d catch a bullet

I rep the gang to the fullest

I run wit some real ones, don’t hang wit no pussy’s

I ain’t a killer, don’t push me

I see how you niggaz be lookin

I hope you don’t think you no bully

I’m livin the life, watch you star in a movie

Ridin in a vert wit the uzi

12 get behind me I lose em

They tryna catch what Im doin

 

They tryna guess who I’m screwin

That ain’t even they business

They ain’t wanna fuck wit me

Now they see a nigga drippin

Now they wanna fuck me

They can’t get in charge wit me

Are they ever in the city?

They just know I’m gettin bigger

They just know a nigga busy

I been runnin up the digits

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