Lyrics:

[Intro]
My baby, my baby
My baby, my baby
My baby, my baby
My baby, my baby
Talk to 'em

[Chorus]
Got a long way to go, but I'm closer than ever
I Chanel the belt, I Chanel the sweater
I go through a lot but I keep it together (I go through a lot)
I'm pullin' up, four hundred and better
It's a real blitz storm in this motherfuckin' bezel
I put my heart out, I wrote me a letter
A nigga so rich, yeah, they callin' me treasure (I wrote me a letter)
I'm stylin', I'm wildin', got sticks, I ain't hidin'
My bitch, exotic like somethin' from the islands
My peace, so sacred, I stay by violenc5
L.A., I ducked off, in the hills, the high5st

[Verse 1]
Went got my bands up
I just be entertainin' the crowd just like a stand-up
I was down on my dick, couldn't even stand up (Stand)
Yeah, your block get twisted, yeah, nigga, get patted up (Yes, sir)
I want everything I see, just bag it up (Bag it, bag it)
Too many cameras on the condo, just need to back me up (Back it up)
Yeah, she dropped her draws, her ass soft like cotton balls
Can't even hold the Draco in my hand, it jump like a frog (Grrt)
Boy, kill yourself, you think my daughter ain't gettin' fed
Havin' a talk with Bankroll, that'll get a nigga stretched (Stretched)
Yeah, they talkin' 'bout doing this and that, but you know they scared
Nigga mad 'bout they bankroll, income ain't comin' in yet
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