Lyrics
[Intro: Tweeko, Tickz, SJBeats] Ay, Tweeko mixed this you know It sounds cold
Mhmm-mmm
SJ
Whoosh
MBF
Mhmm-mmm
Yo
[Chorus: Tickz]
Listening to Lil Baby wid my Lil Baby so I guess she a vibe (bow)
I pray that I don't run out of time
Like Meek need a mill so I guess we're alike (whoosh)
To get bread in on the F ting but broski they keep ringing the line (bap)
I guess this is the life of crime
When it's wrong but it feels so right
Listening to Lil Baby wid my Lil Baby so I guess she a vibe (whoosh)
I pray that I don't run out of time
Like Meek need a mill so I guess we're alike (Mhmm-mmm)
To get bread in on the F ting but broski they keep ringing the line
I guess this is the life of crime
When it's wrong but it feels so right (whoosh)
[Verse 1: Tickz]
Young **** ball like Abraham I just took an L but I make it back
Bro's on beef with my paper man, so got em' a 9 I don't make it bang
Do what I do on a bad B's back, in the studio my chings them slap
Don't make chop them guys are brass
Ask about me them moves them bang (whoosh)
I'm on the ball like Jorginho but call the shots like Mourinho (Mhmm-mmm) Send a text to the runners like, "Where's the holdup best bring me dough?" They're in the club with like 50 hoes I'm tryna get me like 50 Os
Irish cost is much cheaper bro that's why we love to just cop in bulk (bap) That's why we love to just cop in bulk
Bro just copped him a 5k farm he's round the green like he's fucking hulk (bap) It's a dirty game but I love it bro
Cause of age man I'm choppin' low so I give the love to my holders bro
[Chorus: Tickz]
Listening to Lil Baby wid my Lil Baby so I guess she a vibe (bow)
I pray that I don't run out of time
Like Meek need a mill so I guess we're alike (whoosh)
To get bread in on the F ting but broski they keep ringing the line (bap)
I guess this is the life of crime
When it's wrong but it feels so right
Listening to Lil Baby wid my Lil Baby so I guess she a vibe (whoosh)
I pray that I don't run out of time
Like Meek need a mill so I guess we're alike (Mhmm-mmm)
To get bread in on the F ting but broski they keep ringing the line
I guess this is the life of crime
When it's wrong but it feels so right (whoosh)
[Verse 2: Tickz]
Back then it was just me and bro
We get the product and get it sold (bow)
I'm in the bando wid Conz my bro
Or on the F line tryna get me mo' (Mhmm-mmm)
Get the prices and drop them low or on the F line tryna rise some dough Racks have been made from shooting phones
Hit the west side and splash wid bro (bow)
Just cause of DSQ I can go cop these DSQs (whoosh)
And I try to be nice to bitch but she likes it when I'm rude (Mhmm-mmm) Don't know about these dodgy dudes
Me and my guys we're making moves
And I get reds and purples, they see Conz they blue
They blue no cap no crip making bands ain't new to this (whoosh)
She's cute she's bad she's fit got back and gorgeous lips (Mhmm-mmm) [?] Georgia Smith (bow)
And all I do is make this bread, guess I'm a boring kid
[Outro: Tickz]
Listening to Lil Baby wid my Lil Baby so I guess she a vibe (bow)
I pray that I don't run out of time
Like Meek need a mill so I guess we're alike (whoosh)
To get bread in on the F ting but broski they keep ringing the line (bap) I guess this is the life of crime
When it's wrong but it feels so right
Listening to Lil Baby wid my Lil Baby so I guess she a vibe
I pray that I don't run out of time
Like Meek need a mill so I guess we're alike
To get bread in on the F ting but broski they keep ringing the line
I guess this is the life of crime
When it's wrong but it feels so right
Listening to lil baby wid my lil baby so I guess she a vibe
I pray tht I don’t run out of time
Like meek need a mill so I guess we’re alike
To get bread in on the f ting but broski they keep ringing the line I guess this is the life of crime
When it’s wrong but it feels so right (x2)
Young **** ball Lyk Abraham Just took me an l but I’ll make it back my bros on beef I’m a paper man
Don’t wanna make him mad
Don’t wanna make him mad
don’t wanna make him make it bang
Don’t make chops them guys are brass go
Ask about me all my moves dem bang
I’m on the ball like jourginnho but call the shots like mourinho
Send a text to the runners like where’s the holders best bring me those
There in the club with like 50 hoes I’m trynna get me like 50 Os
Average cost is much cheaper bro thts we love to just cop in bulk
thts why we love to jus cop in bulk
Bro just copped him 5k farm he’s round the green likes he’s fucking hulk fucking hulk It’s a dirty game but l love it bro
Cause of H man I’m chopping loads so I give the love to my holders bro
Listening to lil baby wid my lil baby so I guess she a vibe
I pray tht I don’t run out of time
Like meek need a mill so I guess we’re alike
To get bread in on the f ting but broski they keep ringing the line I guess this is the life of crime
When it’s wrong but it feels so right (x2)
Verse 2
Back then it was jus me Nd bro
We get the product Nd get it sold
I’m in the bando wid conz my bro
Or on the f line trynna get me no
Get the prices nd drop them low Or on the f line trynna rise some dough
Racks have been made from shooting phones hit the west side Nd splash wid bro Shes seen the way tht I step so asks Am I scammer or trapper
Told her I’m a rapper
just missed 2 phone calls from the hacker
Ima Well known casher there just well know cappers
And Bro done heard she a hatterz but I done she heard she a slapper
Summmer time Migh take a sweet one napa 1 phone call for the hammer
6 for fifth in the bando trapper
I’m way more than a rapper
Im trynna get these bands Nd fly like Pan so I gotta rise my spammers I need me a man of the match Cah I’ve been in the field like kaka
Listening to lil baby wid my lil baby so I guess she a vibe
I pray tht I don’t run out of time
Like meek need a mill so I guess we’re alike
To get bread in on the f ting but broski they keep ringing the line I guess this is the life of crime
When it’s wrong but it feels so right (x2)
Written by: Nathan Banjo
