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Ayo, Rvssian, you're a space cadet with this one (Ayy, Rvssian) [Chorus: Lil Baby] I checked my bank account, it was negative I checked again, I had me some M&Ms I ain't fuckin' on a ho if she regular I'm putting bad bitches on the schedule They dropped the sauce, they mad I leveled up Shine in the dark, I'm holdin' my Rollies up I'm from the streets, I got my portfolio They talkin' bad, they don't even know me though I got this game I got from the corner store Gotta be in it, cannot be on you though I used to serve for real like a Dominos I sip the syrup for real, my momma know Hit from the back, I stand on my tippie-toe Now I'm so smooth, roll through like a finger roll They'll never understand all this lingo I get them bricks in like a gringo [Verse 1: Lil Baby] Ho hoppin', tote poppin' Keep a nigga main bitch throat poppin' Keep the squirrels in the hood like I know papi Chop 'em down like I teach karate My lil' niggas run up in there like robots Trap bunkin', I got four spots Automatic twelve gauge, that's a door stopper Catch 'em slippin', we gon' throw 'em out If it's four of us, we got four choppers If it's three of us, we got three choppers Do you get the point? Man, we keep choppers We gon' fold 'em up like some Reebox Turn a Glock .40 to a beat box Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa Pow-pow-pow-pow-pow When it's beef I ain't hear a peep out ya If they kill me, they gon' creep 'bout ya I'm a God in my hood, you can read 'bout it I put shooters on payroll, I feed goblins Every nigga around me ain't gon' need nothin' Fly the homies in town, they gon' crease somethin' While I sit back and have me a threesome Got these old head niggas in they feelings They gon' really be mad when I fuck they bitches [Chorus: Lil Baby] I checked my bank account, it was negative I checked again, I had me some M&Ms I ain't fuckin' on a ho if she regular I'm putting bad bitches on the schedule They dropped the sauce, they mad I leveled up Shine in the dark, I'm holdin' my Rollies up I'm from the streets, I got my portfolio They talkin' bad, they don't even know me though I got this game I got it from the corner store Gotta be in it, cannot be on you though I used to serve for real like a Dominos I sip the syrup for real, my momma know Hit from the back, I stand on my tippie-toe Now I'm so smooth, roll through like a finger roll They'll never understand all this lingo I get them bricks in like a gringo [Verse 2: Future] In the streets, Pluto bigger than Jigga Got racks to my ear, nah, I can't hear you Come to the jeweler, it come to this mula You might as well call me Godzilla I got these thotties and hotties, exotics Exotics got bodies on bodies, what's up? Real, I'm a rock star but way triller I fucked on a pop star then hit a stripper I rock Cavalli, man, fuck bein' modest Just looked at my arm, that's a new Maserati I'm overseas on you lil' bitty shrimps Somebody country and I'm higher than a blimp I fucked a rapper bitch and had her star struck Man, I damn near should've been a pimp I put her in them Tom Ford googles When she go down to give a nigga lip I'm over-quoted, I'm worse than Ebola Coco Chanel, got them straight out the corner Pitch black, see I'm lit up, Baguetti I slice a average bitch like a machete Flyer than a parachute, never forget it You niggas some hoes, don't ever forget it [Chorus: Lil Baby] I checked my bank account, it was negative I checked again, I had me some M&Ms I ain't fuckin' on a ho if she regular I'm putting bad bitches on the schedule They dropped the sauce, they mad I leveled up Shine in the dark, I'm holdin' my Rollies up I'm from the streets, I got my portfolio They talkin' bad, they don't even know me though I got this game I got it from the corner store Gotta be in it, cannot be on you though I used to serve for real like a Dominos I sip the syrup for real, my momma know Hit from the back, I stand on my tippie-toe Now I'm so smooth, roll through like a finger roll They'll never understand all this lingo I get them bricks in like a gringo [Outro: Future] You know how the niggas comin' 'bout Rvssian Whole lotta Free Bandz, whole lotta money You know what I'm sayin'? Whole lotta shottas, don't play with them
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