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Lil Baby

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Gone in one minutePulled up in the supercar, this joint limited editionTried to tell you ahead of timeI wish you would have listenedNever tryna hold the ball, I'm cool with a assistI just hope lil' bro don't missI can't lie, someone done pissed me offI'm back up on that shitTreat them niggas block like Lenox mallwe go in there and spinI know niggas mad I'm number one and they want me to fallI got bad bitches, supermodels, I don't even call 'emI'm thе youngest who be drillin' shityou know that come with lifеNiggas barely tryna send you shityou know they ain't go rightWhat you talkin' 'bout in real life?I can't get caught up in the hypeShe like, "Why you drive like that? "I can't get caught up at no lightKnow my nigga was dead wrongI stand behind him like he rightSpent four hundred on that Richard Mill'I call that wasting timeTried to give you every signit got me wonderin' if you blindWe together when you with mewhen you leavin', you ain't mine, yeahYou owe me for everythingI'ma take it all the way 'til the grave before I drop a nameYou done took a piece of my lil' heartso it won't be the sameI done got enough to give us all some, we done beat the gameYou owe me for everythingI'ma take it all the way 'til the grave before I drop a nameYou done took a piece of my lil' heartso it won't be the sameI done got enough to give us all somewe done beat the game (Yeah)Used to be in town when I couldn't give a thingNever wanna see you go out bad, I tried to give you gameYou gon' throw my feelings in the trashand leave it in the rainI'ma leave me feelings in the pastI won't come back again (Yeah, yeah)Love it when she come and see me, and she wear her sundressI be goin' stupid in that shit, we havin' dumb sexShe be tryna do it better, turn into a contestI be smokin' rapper, we all know she get a contactAlways switch my number but somehow, she stay on contactStand up for my hood, the hoes on fold, you know I run thatDon't nobody run no top on me and I ain't punch backMy dawg goin' on a life sentencepay whatever for him to come backI been stackin' Ms like they souvenirs, yeah, yeahI spent eighty grand on some new veneers, yeah, yeahI been town to town, I'm in that new McLaren, yeah, yeahI'ma show my ass sometimes, it ain't have itYou owe me for everythingI'ma take it all the way 'til the grave before I drop a nameYou done took a piece of my lil' heartso it won't be the sameI done got enough to give us all some, we done beat the gameYou owe me for everythingI'ma take it all the way 'til the grave before I drop a nameYou done took a piece of my lil' heartso it won't be the sameI done got enough to give us all some, we done beat the game
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