Lul Cnote - Folder Lyrics

I be feelin' like the Beatles, how we rock n' roll
Twin straight up out the fork, you know he throwin' a fours
This lil' bruh really the shooter, yeah, he lock and loaded
How you claimin' I'm daddy, but won't give me results

F*ck niggas thought they left us out, but they ain't locked the door
Young niggas steady chasin' bread, startin' to feel like a vulture
Lil' baby say she wanna f*ck, so she pourin' up her potion
Lil' baby say she popped ten, got her lil' shit on ocean

I see niggas starin' from the scope, tryin' to see if they peep the motion
I f*ck her good just one more time, just to give her closure
I beat then dip, I gotta go, if it's wack, don't show up
That nigga steady talkin' tough, but we know he a folder

Sometimes I know I be on bullshit like DeMar DeRozen
Young nigga tryin' to touch a six, like I'm Michael Jordan
Lil' baby swear she a exotic, I swear she just a local
Never catch me thinkin' small, I'm tryin' to take us global

Shout out lil' baby, think she read me, like she Barnes & Nobles
Call her Alicia in the bed, cause she gon' hit the high note
I know them niggas count steps, I'm tryin' to stay ahead
I do this shit by any means, my money never scared

Know my lil' cougar hit my jack, she love how I rock her hips
Lil' baby a ten across the board, so I paint her face then dip
She know how to treat a nigga right, then I take her paint and sip
She know how to treat a nigga right, then I take her paint and sip

Young, but never reckless, won't get a ring, might get a necklace
We move foul, I call a technical, done peeped moves, can't really mess with you
Baby body like Lipton tea, when I'm in, feel like the sea
Love that cat, cause it's nice and sweet, she say I'm different, no comparing me

She on my body like finders keep, don't know my route, niggas playin' deep
She on fleek, so I'm tryin' to ski, she on fleek, so I'm tryin' to ski
She on fleek, so I'm tryin, she on fleek, so I'm tryin
She on fleek, so I'm tryin, she on fleek, so I'm tryin

I be feelin' like the Beatles, I be rock and roll
Twin straight up out the fork, you know he throwin' a fours
Lil' bro really the shooter, yeah, he locked and loaded
How you claimin' I'm daddy, but won't give me results

F*ck niggas thought they left us out, but they ain't locked the door
Young niggas steady chasin' bread, startin' to feel like a vulture
Lil' baby say she wanna f*ck, so she pourin' up a potion
Lil' baby say she popped ten, got her lil' shit on ocean

I see niggas starin' from the scope, tryin' to see if they beat the motion
I f*ck her good just one more time, just to give her closure
I beat then dipped, I gotta go, if it's right, don't show up
That nigga steady talkin' tough, but we know he a folder