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Bae

 

Bae

(album: Happy Halloween 3 - 2020)


(48Hz)
Skrrt
I'm tired of fucking shit up, nigga
Prezzley P.'ll get you popped, nigga (Get your ass popped, boy)
They like the way I do this one

Ayy, I just call her bae 'cause I don't know her name
Fuck one time, then go again (Ayy)
Smoke the dope, then blow a brain (Ayy)
Nigga, we too solid, don't know a stain (Ayy)
Ayy, how your loyalty change?
All I know is she Dior'd the frames
I was gon' break the door in the bank, four in the drank
You think that you stronger than me? Nigga, let's see what the coroner think
Big C4 Antetokounmpo, nigga always gon' score in the paint
I'm Steph Curry, thirty shots my free throw
Having me with you like a cheat code
Percocet 30 and I go beast mode
Took his bitch, she known for deepthroat

Six armored cars in my bulletproof garage
Yeah, I got shooters for the job and niggas to catch the charge
Hang with a pocket full of guap, got Versace on my socks
I still high-speed, police know I'm not stopping for your sarge
Play the hand that I was dealt, but I'm the one shuffled the cards
In the morning, when I wake up, I don't brush, nigga, I just floss
Man, this TEC just like a kitty car
And I took your bitch, she had a ball
On Washington Road, I got three balls
I'm a bad boy, but no Sean John
Nigga, this shit like a cakewalk now that I got my cake up
I bet money that my bitch badder than yours without no makeup
Hundred dollars, skip the line, my shape-up
And my adrenaline when that K tucked
Ayy, nigga, I'm still gon' grind 'til Nate up
Ayy, nigga, hit him with two hundred shots and he won't wake up
Ayy, I'm always on the block while my bitch mad, we gon' break up
Ayy, I'm Big Backdoor C4, we OnlyFans when we lay up
Nigga, I'm a boss, I don't take paycuts
These niggas ain't real, know how they cut
Uh, won't stunt her face, looking at her butt
Just like a squirrel, I'm tryna catch my nut
I'm the big boss, bitch, so what?
But I was on some kick-door shit growing up
But I was on some big bro shit, fucked up
And these niggas ain't appreciate me enough
Fight these bullets, nigga think he tough
Ayy, C4 said we gon' keep this tucked
Ayy, bad bitch pussy, I beat that up
Nigga mad at my bitch, he can't fuck

I just call her bae 'cause I don't know her name
Fuck one time, then go again (Ayy)
Smoke the dope, then blow a brain (Ayy)
Nigga, we too solid, don't know a stain (Ayy)
Ayy, how your loyalty change?
All I know is she Dior'd the frames
I was gon' break the door in the bank, four in the drank
You think that you stronger than me? Nigga, let's see what the coroner think
Big C4 Antetokounmpo, nigga always gon' score in the paint
I'm Steph Curry, thirty shots my free throw
Having me with you like a cheat code
Percocet 30 and I go beast mode
Took his bitch, she known for deepthroat

done

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