Ay, yuh
Took my wallet to the gym, but it's just getting heavier
I need a girl who can dress, sick of stylin' 'em
Rockin' Amiri then I might just marry her
Got my blood flowin' like I'm sippin' Evian
I'm the one they're following, they my merry men
Choppers on me, I feel like I'm a helipad
Tell a friend, to tell a friend
BAINE he blowin' up like the Taliban
Maison Margielas I pair 'em with Vetements,
Been wearing Ricks for a min, I'm a veteran
Too much shit that I seen, I ain't tellin' 'em
She's sayin' "Period", I'm in my element
I flip the table, now drugs what I'm sellin' 'em
I f*cked your bitch, I'm in love with her melanin (i-i-i-i-i-ah)
I bought a hotel for beds, I keep breakin' 'em (yeah)
I need to chill, (yeah) I think I might go celibate (yeahh)
She wanna get rich, I made her eat dick
You wanna beef, so I told him it's lit
25 minutes, I'm makin' a hit
He f*ckin' around, he got put in the spliff
My brothers still trappin', he hittin' them licks
I'm sippin' that mud, I don't wanna feel shit
Smokin' that za, while she suckin' my dick
"Yo, BAINE, where the bitches at?"
"Woah, I don't call em bitches, I call em sluts"
F*ckin' that bitch and I'm up in her guts
She can't take it, no, she beggin' to stop
She beggin' to suck on me, sell crack to the fiends
Then I keep me a heat
She drinkin' my kids while I'm drinkin' my mud
I don't need head, I need Wock in my cup
I need that Wock in my cup
Sippin' on mud
F*ck it, I'm levels above (yeah)
Sippin' on Purp, no, I don't sip green
F*ckin' around, you get put on a tee
Catch a boy lackin' we put him to sleep
She put on a movie, I ain't tryna watch it
F*ck that shit, I'm just tryna f*ck
She got a man, but I'm still in her guts
See what I mean, you can't trust nun
Yuh
Took my wallet to the gym, but it's just getting heavier
I need a girl who can dress, sick of stylin' 'em
Rockin' Amiri then I might just marry her
Got my blood flowin' like I'm sippin' Evian
I'm the one they're following, they my merry men
Choppers on me, I feel like I'm a helipad
Tell a friend, to tell a friend
BAINE he blowin' up like the Taliban
Maison Margielas I pair 'em with Vetements,
Been wearing Ricks for a min, I'm a veteran
Too much shit that I seen, I ain't tellin' 'em
She's sayin' "Period", I'm in my element
I flip the table, now drugs what I'm sellin' 'em
I f*cked your bitch, I'm in love with her melanin
I bought a hotel for beds, I keep breakin' 'em
I need to chill, I think I might go celibate (celibate)
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Ay, yuh
Took my wallet to the gym, but it's just getting heavier
I need a girl who can dress, sick of stylin' 'em
Rockin' Amiri then I might just marry her
Got my blood flowin' like I'm sippin' Evian
I'm the one they're following, they my merry men
Choppers on me, I feel like I'm a helipad
Tell a friend, to tell a friend
BAINE he blowin' up like the Taliban
Maison Margielas I pair 'em with Vetements,
Been wearing Ricks for a min, I'm a veteran
Too much shit that I seen, I ain't tellin' 'em
She's sayin' "Period", I'm in my element
I flip the table, now drugs what I'm sellin' 'em
I f*cked your bitch, I'm in love with her melanin (i-i-i-i-i-ah)
I bought a hotel for beds, I keep breakin' 'em (yeah)
I need to chill, (yeah) I think I might go celibate (yeahh)
She wanna get rich, I made her eat dick
You wanna beef, so I told him it's lit
25 minutes, I'm makin' a hit
He f*ckin' around, he got put in the spliff
My brothers still trappin', he hittin' them licks
I'm sippin' that mud, I don't wanna feel shit
Smokin' that za, while she suckin' my dick
"Yo, BAINE, where the bitches at?"
"Woah, I don't call em bitches, I call em sluts"
F*ckin' that bitch and I'm up in her guts
She can't take it, no, she beggin' to stop
She beggin' to suck on me, sell crack to the fiends
Then I keep me a heat
She drinkin' my kids while I'm drinkin' my mud
I don't need head, I need Wock in my cup
I need that Wock in my cup
Sippin' on mud
F*ck it, I'm levels above (yeah)
Sippin' on Purp, no, I don't sip green
F*ckin' around, you get put on a tee
Catch a boy lackin' we put him to sleep
She put on a movie, I ain't tryna watch it
F*ck that shit, I'm just tryna f*ck
She got a man, but I'm still in her guts
See what I mean, you can't trust nun
Yuh
Took my wallet to the gym, but it's just getting heavier
I need a girl who can dress, sick of stylin' 'em
Rockin' Amiri then I might just marry her
Got my blood flowin' like I'm sippin' Evian
I'm the one they're following, they my merry men
Choppers on me, I feel like I'm a helipad
Tell a friend, to tell a friend
BAINE he blowin' up like the Taliban
Maison Margielas I pair 'em with Vetements,
Been wearing Ricks for a min, I'm a veteran
Too much shit that I seen, I ain't tellin' 'em
She's sayin' "Period", I'm in my element
I flip the table, now drugs what I'm sellin' 'em
I f*cked your bitch, I'm in love with her melanin
I bought a hotel for beds, I keep breakin' 'em
I need to chill, I think I might go celibate (celibate)
Took my wallet to the gym, but it's just getting heavier
I need a girl who can dress, sick of stylin' 'em
Rockin' Amiri then I might just marry her
Got my blood flowin' like I'm sippin' Evian
I'm the one they're following, they my merry men
Choppers on me, I feel like I'm a helipad
Tell a friend, to tell a friend
BAINE he blowin' up like the Taliban
Maison Margielas I pair 'em with Vetements,
Been wearing Ricks for a min, I'm a veteran
Too much shit that I seen, I ain't tellin' 'em
She's sayin' "Period", I'm in my element
I flip the table, now drugs what I'm sellin' 'em
I f*cked your bitch, I'm in love with her melanin (i-i-i-i-i-ah)
I bought a hotel for beds, I keep breakin' 'em (yeah)
I need to chill, (yeah) I think I might go celibate (yeahh)
She wanna get rich, I made her eat dick
You wanna beef, so I told him it's lit
25 minutes, I'm makin' a hit
He f*ckin' around, he got put in the spliff
My brothers still trappin', he hittin' them licks
I'm sippin' that mud, I don't wanna feel shit
Smokin' that za, while she suckin' my dick
"Yo, BAINE, where the bitches at?"
"Woah, I don't call em bitches, I call em sluts"
F*ckin' that bitch and I'm up in her guts
She can't take it, no, she beggin' to stop
She beggin' to suck on me, sell crack to the fiends
Then I keep me a heat
She drinkin' my kids while I'm drinkin' my mud
I don't need head, I need Wock in my cup
I need that Wock in my cup
Sippin' on mud
F*ck it, I'm levels above (yeah)
Sippin' on Purp, no, I don't sip green
F*ckin' around, you get put on a tee
Catch a boy lackin' we put him to sleep
She put on a movie, I ain't tryna watch it
F*ck that shit, I'm just tryna f*ck
She got a man, but I'm still in her guts
See what I mean, you can't trust nun
Yuh
Took my wallet to the gym, but it's just getting heavier
I need a girl who can dress, sick of stylin' 'em
Rockin' Amiri then I might just marry her
Got my blood flowin' like I'm sippin' Evian
I'm the one they're following, they my merry men
Choppers on me, I feel like I'm a helipad
Tell a friend, to tell a friend
BAINE he blowin' up like the Taliban
Maison Margielas I pair 'em with Vetements,
Been wearing Ricks for a min, I'm a veteran
Too much shit that I seen, I ain't tellin' 'em
She's sayin' "Period", I'm in my element
I flip the table, now drugs what I'm sellin' 'em
I f*cked your bitch, I'm in love with her melanin
I bought a hotel for beds, I keep breakin' 'em
I need to chill, I think I might go celibate (celibate)
Writer: André Arrôbe, Mason Dallee
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid