Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Baby2
Baby2
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Baby2
Baby2
Songwriter
Ty Noseworthy
Ty Noseworthy
Composer

Lyrics

(DT Beats)
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Uh huh
Mmm mm, mm, mm, mm
Uh huh, uh huh
Yeah
These **** straight bitches and I know it for a fact, mm (Yeah I know it for a fact)
They just put on a act (Just put on a act)
No way he my dog didn't hop in the van (Didn't hop in the van)
No way he my dog when he turned to a rat (He turned to a rat)
Shit is so sad, **** get in the station start talkin' and trippin' and movin' they hands
Just got three units from the plug, but I paid for two in advance
Came out with the ten milly Glock in my pants
When I'm trappin intensities out on the mad
Just sold a brick with a batman stamp
I could still make a play with a hail mary pass
Boy with his bitch, no he don't get a pass
Get caught with your BM, yeah we still do him bad
I could really show you some mod, have you even seen a G32 with a switch on the back
I ain't never see you when I was out on the road, tryna lurk with the cros, tryna catch me a hat
I ain't never heard of you ever usin' no pole so I really wanna know why you sayin' you strapped
Even if you got it, you probably won't blast
Every single body, I swear that I laughed
I built up my name in the streets, opps know I'ma beat, so why would I lack
Might go walk a block catch a beat, go back to the streets, **** know where I'm at
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
One got it off T, one got it off steals, now I smoke pnp everyday when I'm high
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
These **** straight bitches and I know it for a fact, mm (Yeah I know it for a fact)
They just put on a act (Just put on a act)
No way he my dog didn't hop in the van (Didn't hop in the van)
No way he my dog when he turned to a rat (He turned to a rat)
Shit is so sad, **** get in the station start talkin' and trippin' and movin' they hands
Just got three units from the plug, but I paid for two in advance
Racks, racks, racks, racks
If I wanted right now buy me a hat, bet I'll walk right down turn him a pack
Glocks with the lights out, turn on the flash
BFR and it's iced out, don't need the flash
You a bitch to the lifestyle, that's why he mad
**** had a bad week, no wonder he spazzed
Just had a bad week, but I still bad some bands
Cut some more, breeze it, without touchin' my hands
Bitch on her knees it's her face in her hands
See me on the streets, then you know I got the hands
I'm cheffin' shit like Breaking Bad
I press it quick one time and it bap
He goin' hard in the booth and it's cap
My black in the boot, we is not into that
These **** straight bitches and I know it for a fact, mm (Yeah I know it for a fact)
They just put on a act (Just put on a act)
No way he my dog didn't hop in the van (Didn't hop in the van)
No way he my dog when he turned to a rat (He turned to a rat)
Shit is so sad, **** get in the station start talkin' and trippin' and movin' they hands
Just got three units from the plug, but I paid for two in advance
Came out with the ten milly Glock in my pants
When I'm trappin intensities out on the mad
Just sold a brick with a batman stamp
I could still make a play with a hail mary pass
Boy with his bitch, no he don't get a pass
Get caught with your BM, yeah we still do him bad
I could really show you some mod, have you even seen a G32 with a switch on the back
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
I could really show you some mod, have you even seen a G32 with a switch on the back
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Written by: Baby2, Ty Noseworthy
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