Lil Baby Freestyle Official Music Video — Unknown Artist | караоке, минус + текст песни

DaVinci. Yeah. Shout out the whole Oakland City, man. You know what I'm saying? Whole 4PF. You know what I'm saying? I put at zo- shout out my label, that's me. I'm in this bitch with TB. I'm in this bitch with Four Trey. I just poured me a eighth. Real nigga all in my face. 500 racks in my safe. 500 racks to the plug. What you know about showing love? What you know about pulling up in Bentley truck? Make these bitches fall in love. All of my niggas on go. None of my niggas no hoe. All of my niggas want smoke. All of my niggas together, we came from the bottom, we used to wear each other's clothes. None of my niggas gon' fold. Couple pussy niggas told. They ain't my niggas no more. Hold it down for the four. In the nine with the woes. Marlo my dawg, that's for sure. We won't fall out about shit. Especially not 'bout no bitch. We ain't gonna fall out about hoes. Me and Ced get them lows. We let them go for the low. I got my hood in control. I got my left wrist on froze. I got my right wrist on froze. I got my necklace on froze. Both of my heels on froze. I've been getting faded on sipping on maple. If she won't fuck, I won't make her. I don't like bitches who would make them. If she want titties, I pay for 'em. Get out of there when I wake up. I pass the ball, I don't layup. I'm a big boss, I got to say so. They'll wipe you down if I say so. Dracos on Dracos on Dracos on Dracos. 40s on 40s on 40s. I just bought me some new water. Wetter than Katrina, shout out New Orleans. I made a promise my niggas gon' ball. Hard in the paint, think my name is John Wall. Getting all cheese like a leaf in the fall. Find a new plug and we taking 'em off. Pull up in a brand new Benz truck. Hop out fresher than a menthol. Little nigga, but I'm big dawg. All I gotta make is one call. Get a nigga blog took off. Cross a nigga up, hot sauce. Ooh, I got a man, my fault. Talking about the shit that I bought. Popping these Percs, I done turned to a savage. Hundred racks stuffed in the mattress. Hundred racks stuffed in the attic. Hundred racks stuffed in the sofa. These niggas play gangster, but they won't approach me. I know they never approaching. They know that they'll catch a bullet. I ride the gang to the fullest. I run with some real ones, don't hang with no pussy. I ain't no killer, don't push me. I see how you niggas be looking. I hope you don't think you no bully. I'm living the life, I should star in a movie. Riding in the Vert with a Uzi. 12 get behind me, I lose 'em. They trying to guess what I'm doing. They trying to guess who I'm screwing. That ain't even they business. They ain't wanna fuck with me. Now they see a nigga dripping. Now they want to fuck with me. They can't get in touch with me. All they ever hear in the city. They just know I'm getting bigger. They just know a nigga busy. I've been running up them digits. Yeah. Yeah, that hard. Yeah. Yeah, I like that. Yeah, yeah, that's better. You better put it there. That how you feel? Yeah. I'm telling you, I got something right here. Okay, okay.