Baby Boy

Yh Yh Yh uh uh

I guess I was baby boy

Now I'm baby boy

**** got they hands out

But you can keep them favours

When people label you the GOAT you don't need the majors

My lyrics Pop stars captions I ain't even famous

Brodi really can't drive whips but he clean amazing

The only way they find prints is if they read the papers

Suicide if **** play with my bros in this jungle

I got 13 reasons why the abode isn't humble

All my **** laying smack down she Wonder why I'm stone cold

My Folks had the plants growing for the capital

So I knew about homegrown before I was on homegrown

Flew your drip from overseas, the makers Chinese

Counterfeits still I promise you'll look fly in these

There ain't many like my dargs we a Dying breed

Check the attire, got em pressured fuck the diamond piece

I'm White tee stepping

Try me

When I speak

It's high key presence

You Might need checking

Me and money Montana Triple M settings

Promise Shorty fessing iont need the IG impressions

Nothing comfy

Took the wrong turn because of undies

Them school trip views really sent my **** country

Known for my maturity,

But lyrically don't war w me

I really prove to **** Only heaven is above me

Baby girl shit is really that hot in the south

I could show u stranger things that go on in my town

Ca All my **** selling Millie and Bobbie and brown

You follow me now?

The Bon fire to your waves give your guy forks

It's grand National if I get on my high horse

I Got my flights cleared

It's Been a light year

But I still turn ur star boy onto a white dwarf

Take my name out ur mouth n go finish ur food

We ain't playing my accounts make the business boom

I been sober three weeks, she fucking with P?

I'm tryna slay it on the couch and go pick up a Q

How the fuck I'm making moves without making a move

How the fuck ur bae warn chose with these stains on my shoes

It's new PR, shit clear, forreal ****

I guess If I wasn't Me I would hate on me too