Lyrics:
Let's go outside and see the sunset
And Drive with no where to go
Daydream about the life that we gon have
Until the credits roll
Ain't nobody could
birthday bash!
I got bread, I got meds
Movin dead, by a thread
Fuck a threat, I done bled
A lot for this shit right here
Tick tock on the clock, got diamond
don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I'm
your parakeet, with scissors, clip his head
Then get the charcoal, whassup, burn your dog's legs
Walk by the barbershop, and hit the glass with eggs
Then
the background (yeah baby)
I'ma show you niggas how I act now, baby
I'ma do it so smooth
Niggas move cross us, never worry
Niggas get the drop it get scary,
the damage, bitch I'ma do the damage
Know I'ma do the damage
Just know I'm taking credit
I said it then I meant it
Man, 'cause I'm so relentless
You want
around town is Baby Beesh
Pimpin' in high velocity, y'all squares betta back up off me
'cause we gonna do what the hell we do
Baby Bash the ghetto
fly guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois
my babe
Im saved by the mercy of God and the Son that was slayed
In the spirit of faith
Baby my baby my babe
My babies my family my friends my faith
First off, give a girl some credit
Imma keep on loving you, 'cause you be the realest
All day and all night
That's why you stay by my side
I don't
I told them
Ay I said first off rip Trayvon shawty
Need a three strand twist by the two's don't get my braids wrong shawty
Nigga fuck round step
seen that.
You're flassy, so flassy
Now everytime I close my eyes
I think of you.
Damn, fine, classy, flassy
Baby aint gotta be flashy to bash me
it roll like a skater
Make her laugh no Ricky Bobby
On these nights Talladega
Baby bash my sugar fly aviator
And she holds me down
Love me like a 6
the fella
In the Brite Nitegown
The eagle flies on Friday
My baby wants to bash
I hit the ATM
And march down the street
With a roll of party cash
Politicians lie, lawyers lie
Politicians lie
You know lawyers lie
I would never lie baby girl unless you lying by my side
You could do no wrong and I
on credit
With a profile low like my blood pressure
Both eyes low that's my aesthetic
Henny XO, I dive in it
Hand throw stone, they're hiding it
Hated by
Yeah
Like the way I came here
Rule
Shanti
Lin (woo!)
Baby, I'm helpless, yeah
Look into your eyes, and the sky's the limit, I'm
Helpless,
Done
The first time I saw you, done
By the first dance was through, I was done
That one kiss, I knew
There was nothing I wouldn't do
Just
ring
Gonna get it back from you, baby
Said, get it back from you
Take back my credit cards that's right
I'm gonna take back my credit cards
I'm gonna
gm
Get em Elam
Baby, pick em clean
Jordan Poyer Micah Hyde
Tandem safety certified
Bash em boogie
Boogie Bashem
Bashem till they petrified
Parading in
I been grinding ever since the elementary
I been waiting for this moment so intensely
Four years out the window fly by like a jet stream
Man I did it
what
They always trying to front
Play the role like they ain't
But you know what baby you could be undercover with it
You know why?
Cause I
deserve a second glance
Baby you've got me on my knees
Only your love can set me free
With some credit in advance
We'll resume this magic dance
supposed to choke?
Had an accident when the Trojan broke
Aw, poor baby, born by a whore lady
Now I gotta strangle an (you're crazy), ha
I pop four E's
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