Lil Baby Songs and Lyrics - Page 6

Al Geno on the track [?] headshot Coming by the roadblock Rolling till my legs tired Rolling till my legs slime Real chill big time Rolling till my legs tired Yeah,

(AL Gino on the track) Niggas having undercover pressure by a bitch Let a nigga know if this shit old I was siftin’ in jail, I was payin’ attention I

(Wheezy outta here) Went a copped a new Plain Jane Didn’t like it I bust down Half a mil for another chain Hit the bro and we bust down Now

Realist in it I was on the block because I was suspended Niggas, bitches I ain’t takin’ shots, I hope no one get offended G550, this is not a rental

(Cook that shit up Quay) I come from a different type of cloth Than these niggas I’m gonna buy a different type of car Than these niggas Ain’t gon’ fuck

(Cook that shit up Quay) I’m takin’ off again, suicide doors, I won’t let ’em in 4, or 5 cars, livin’ like a God, paying for my sins In this

(Cook that shit up Quay) Pulled up sippin’ on drank Told them that I quit, but I can’t I just ran through a whole pint Got a whole ‘nother M

(We Global now) Word on the street, they got a little bitty hit out Really ’round Atlanta, I can make a nigga get out If anything, I got mo’ respect

When your wrist like this You don’t check the forecast Every day it’s gon’ rain, yeah Made a brick through a brick I ain’t whip up shit This pure cocaine,

(We global now) Bought a baby Gucci stroller (Stroller) Switched up and I went global (Global) Can’t play around, I had to grow up (Grow up) Check out my neck,

Ice by Mafia & Lil Baby Released : 2018 Yeah, you know i sit back and think about it all alone Get on higher with the mile for you I’m