She on me she so complicated
I'm so obligated
To the gang we so populated
Oppositions hate it
Get some money nigga what it do?
Free Fox up out the zoo
Ain't no talkin' nigga grab the loot
Plan fail than shoot
Pistol Pete shootin from the 3
But I ain't let off three
I'm that nigga gettin' to cheese
Hoes lovin' on me
If it's beef we gonna let it spark
4 glocks in the car
Big ARs if you hit one of us
Them bullets eat your heart
Pour a 4 this another liter
Slouching like a cheetah
Shorty bad think that she a eater
Shit then I might need her
Been in my bag since a little child
Out there with the crowd
Hit 13 I was getting wild
Now I'm a juvenile
But it's okay Kevlar throw the K
Love my brother Zay
He don't play pop out with a K
Choppa start to shake
Kickin' shit like a nigga Messi
Got to get the fetti
Late night telly
Catch another op he sweet like some jelly
We walk up his brain in the air like some damn confetti
I'm a pimp I been dripping shit like some damn spaghetti
I'm with the gang f*cking on his bitch let her suck my dick
My brother hit her mama coming home it's time for us to dip
We out the door slide back to the road we hot we laying low
Niggas know if it's beef wit us it's beef wit your hoe
Confidential put a K before it
Cops on me I'm a flour it
I like fat bitches call me Norbit
Glock stinging like a hornet
Say he gangster never heard of you
Bro gon' murder you
Move in silence like the turtles do
This what burglars do
Like a squirrel I just need nut
Heard that shorty smut
Call up bro Nazzo know what's up
I had to hit her up
Got the drop foenem on the way
Empty out a safe
Out the way cause the coppers on us
Might just skip a state
I'm a hot boy play wit hot toys, know sum killers
We construction workers you a loose screw well we got drillers
We got Adderall f*ck a Tylenol pain killers
Had to get it all feel like John Wall with this blicka
Cruising on the beat you would think a nigga silver surfer
Shirt say R.I.P. sorry for your lost we had to murder
Baby Stain - Complicated Lyrics
Baby Stain - Complicated Lyrics
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She on me she so complicated
I'm so obligated
To the gang we so populated
Oppositions hate it
Get some money nigga what it do?
Free Fox up out the zoo
Ain't no talkin' nigga grab the loot
Plan fail than shoot
Pistol Pete shootin from the 3
But I ain't let off three
I'm that nigga gettin' to cheese
Hoes lovin' on me
If it's beef we gonna let it spark
4 glocks in the car
Big ARs if you hit one of us
Them bullets eat your heart
Pour a 4 this another liter
Slouching like a cheetah
Shorty bad think that she a eater
Shit then I might need her
Been in my bag since a little child
Out there with the crowd
Hit 13 I was getting wild
Now I'm a juvenile
But it's okay Kevlar throw the K
Love my brother Zay
He don't play pop out with a K
Choppa start to shake
Kickin' shit like a nigga Messi
Got to get the fetti
Late night telly
Catch another op he sweet like some jelly
We walk up his brain in the air like some damn confetti
I'm a pimp I been dripping shit like some damn spaghetti
I'm with the gang f*cking on his bitch let her suck my dick
My brother hit her mama coming home it's time for us to dip
We out the door slide back to the road we hot we laying low
Niggas know if it's beef wit us it's beef wit your hoe
Confidential put a K before it
Cops on me I'm a flour it
I like fat bitches call me Norbit
Glock stinging like a hornet
Say he gangster never heard of you
Bro gon' murder you
Move in silence like the turtles do
This what burglars do
Like a squirrel I just need nut
Heard that shorty smut
Call up bro Nazzo know what's up
I had to hit her up
Got the drop foenem on the way
Empty out a safe
Out the way cause the coppers on us
Might just skip a state
I'm a hot boy play wit hot toys, know sum killers
We construction workers you a loose screw well we got drillers
We got Adderall f*ck a Tylenol pain killers
Had to get it all feel like John Wall with this blicka
Cruising on the beat you would think a nigga silver surfer
Shirt say R.I.P. sorry for your lost we had to murder
I'm so obligated
To the gang we so populated
Oppositions hate it
Get some money nigga what it do?
Free Fox up out the zoo
Ain't no talkin' nigga grab the loot
Plan fail than shoot
Pistol Pete shootin from the 3
But I ain't let off three
I'm that nigga gettin' to cheese
Hoes lovin' on me
If it's beef we gonna let it spark
4 glocks in the car
Big ARs if you hit one of us
Them bullets eat your heart
Pour a 4 this another liter
Slouching like a cheetah
Shorty bad think that she a eater
Shit then I might need her
Been in my bag since a little child
Out there with the crowd
Hit 13 I was getting wild
Now I'm a juvenile
But it's okay Kevlar throw the K
Love my brother Zay
He don't play pop out with a K
Choppa start to shake
Kickin' shit like a nigga Messi
Got to get the fetti
Late night telly
Catch another op he sweet like some jelly
We walk up his brain in the air like some damn confetti
I'm a pimp I been dripping shit like some damn spaghetti
I'm with the gang f*cking on his bitch let her suck my dick
My brother hit her mama coming home it's time for us to dip
We out the door slide back to the road we hot we laying low
Niggas know if it's beef wit us it's beef wit your hoe
Confidential put a K before it
Cops on me I'm a flour it
I like fat bitches call me Norbit
Glock stinging like a hornet
Say he gangster never heard of you
Bro gon' murder you
Move in silence like the turtles do
This what burglars do
Like a squirrel I just need nut
Heard that shorty smut
Call up bro Nazzo know what's up
I had to hit her up
Got the drop foenem on the way
Empty out a safe
Out the way cause the coppers on us
Might just skip a state
I'm a hot boy play wit hot toys, know sum killers
We construction workers you a loose screw well we got drillers
We got Adderall f*ck a Tylenol pain killers
Had to get it all feel like John Wall with this blicka
Cruising on the beat you would think a nigga silver surfer
Shirt say R.I.P. sorry for your lost we had to murder
Writer: Amarion Sedgwick
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