Yeah, aight, on the dead locs
On the dead loc s ooh, ooh
Finna over bleed this, lil' baby
On the dead locs on the dead loc
I turn nothing into something, lil' baby
Fuck a nigga talkin' 'bout?
now niggas wanna talk it out
I don't wanna see no judge,
How you in the set all day and
Broke lil' baby, get off yo ass, get a job
Tatted to my face, fuck a job
You scared of bein' lonely, lil' baby?
Bitch, I'm scared of bein' broke
Blueface versus your nigga,
lil' baby, that's like Benz vs Ford
Bitch, I been had shit these niggas can't afford, yeah,
don't worry 'bout what I'm doin'
I hate when I get up and the bitch ask,
Bitch, what is you sayin'?
All that playin' hard to get,
Lil' baby, I'm the fliest,
Bet the 10 to 4 and watch
Stylin' without a stylist
Deuce in a liter got a nigga really vibin'
Grammys on my neck, design
Niggas socked you out and
you stopped comin' around
As long as I don't find out,
Why everybody wanna be a pimp now?
The bitches gon' snitch in the end
If I go broke, then it's kick door
Fuck a ho, lil' baby, I need the dough