[Intro: BabyTron]
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[Verse 1: BabyTron]
Lil' bitch, I'm smoking Skittles, I can taste the rainbow
Xbox, ganked his dumbass, I done gave him halo
2016 Don C, naw, them ain't no Kangols
I done did his car so dirty, I should pay for MAACO
Your bitch made my legs weak, damn, my shit can't function
You was blowing up her phone? Buddy, I was face humping
Twenty-three shots in his chest, he LeBron James cousin
That lil' bitch keep looking at me, smell a "hey" coming
I ain't say nothing 'cause my 'Gram got a blue check
Ain't gotta save nothing, bitch, I scam, this a blue check
Smoking Runtz, Cookie Monster shit, blue Louis crewneck
Driveway, if it hit, fuck around and do the two-step
Mhm, verifying off of two steps
Why the fuck the Scat got more hammers than a tool shed?
Bitch, I'm big dripping, I'm the type to leave the pool drenched
If you catch me scrumble in my pockets, still don't need your two cents
Loose lips? Mmm-mmm, I'll smack a flame out you
Give a fuck if your granddad chillin', smack the cane off him
Give a fuck if your unky servin', I'll take his 'caine from him
Widebody 440, mm-hmm, I'll take the lane from 'em
Oh shit, Speed Racer, I do one-fifty
Knew the world was fucked up when I fucked her off of one giffy
He tried to run off on the ShittyBoyz, now he's the one shitty
Couldn't spin, my hip was fucked up, I did a one-sixty (Damn)
Hit him in his head, I knocked the noodles out him
Spooky-ass Glock got a body, spark the voodoo out him
He had that tough tone in his heart until we blew it out him
Driving through the mountains, features up, no, I can't do a thousand
[Verse 2: Driveway Baby]
What's good, BabyTron? Tap your baby in
In the club with some sticks like the Navy in
Big guns too, it ain't no .380s in
I'll drop drip with a roll and do my wavy dance
I'm switching different stations with a Glock on me
And I talk rude in them stores with a knot on me
This a sixty-dollar plate, this is not Coney
Boogz got a scar on his face, but he not Tony
Fuckin' on some n***a bitch, pull her lil' pony
And you know the pussy wet, bitch, it sound like macaroni
Lil' bitch got a fat ass, but her waist bony
I don't need n***as, no, I get money by my lonely
I ain't the same as these n***as, I can brag different
Every n***a with me got V8s, so we drag different
And we up our Gen 4s quick if we think it's tension
I had to cut a bitch off quick 'cause she ain't wanna listen
Bitch, you know I keep chicken like it's Ponderosa
Bro shoot good from the corner like he Barbosa
Fuck your bitch like a demon, she done wet the sofa
Bitch said she was thirsty, so I gave her a soda
I ain't know what flavor she wanted, so I gave her ass a cola
LDG slime with this shit, but he not a cobra
Let me grab another zip, I got a play on Holbrook
If you the plug, then why the fuck I gotta hold up?
Middle man-ass n***as tryna make the prices go up
Come to the L, ain't a drought, this bitch sewed up
Five-seveN bullets hit your stomach, make you throw up
Quavis went to Gary for a chain, now he froze up
N***as steady speaking down, they don't even know us
I should kill this n***a, called for a 'bow and never showed up
When it come to swiping cards, I could be a teacher
Your bitch steady doing dick, she think she a keeper
She say she hungry for the dick, I guess I'm 'bout to feed her
Fuck her face, she got wet spots all on my beater
You gon' be sick as hell, you find out that she a cheater
And everywhere I go, just know I gotta keep a heater
Pop a n***a