Lil Baby – “Get In Wit Me” Freestyle Lyrics

“Get In Wit Me” Freestyle Lyrics Lil Baby

(Dante, you snapped on this one)

She want G6 pain killer, I pull up like Dame Lillard
You just tryna hang with us, they never hit me and she wear a chain
I just signed a clean deal, you tote Glock, no Springfield
Real project baby, I’m one way, got the football from outta’ drank
I’m tryna see how the kiss feel, baby’ll keeps her lips filled
Oh, you wit’ the jeans set-up, she got covered her ass [?]
Havin’ more drip than Greenbrow, hope you sit in the ringsides
Bro know I ain’t no team player, I’m not payin’ no *** to [?]
If I was special team, I still wouldn’t fake kick it
Like Morris Chestnut, I’m comin’ thru’ straight reekin’
Bought her Chanel ’cause she was poutin’ bad, now she mad at me
Every car I bought got sport, I ain’t never had to go to the academy

Niggas rich, racks, really bank tellers (Damn)
I like ’em chocolate, caramel and hot yellow (I can’t pick)
I ain’t drop nun’ in a minute, got my fans mad at me
Had to tighten up on my business, now I’m back for everything
House and boats, check
Still servin’, yep
Fillin’ up the jet, where we goin’ next?
Only talk to her on the phone, she think she can’t be *** wit’ now
Certified to the bone, I trapped in front my momma house
Atlanta fame get ’em, I want all the millions (Yeah)
You niggas hang with ’em, it’s the same difference
We chasin’ paper everyday, life ain’t never borin’ to me
Catch me outside with your boo, you better act accordingly
I’ve been grown since thirteen, that’s a little boy to me
Twenty pair of Chrome jeans, send the invoice over to me
Go on a *** speed like I’on love my life (Yeah)
That white McLaren, it lost the helicopter twice
I heard she mean to you, when I’m around she nice (Yeah)
I’m ready to gamble now, I still got my dice
Pain givers, DA say we gang members
I stood in that rain with ’em, I’m still wit’ the same niggas
That’s my stellar, she do what I tell her, I put thang in her
Middle finger to the haters, they know I’m a flame spitter (On God)

Tennis chains, yep, golf balls
No fetty, I’m sellin’ straight dog
Heated pool, this got bought from He:on
I know them real blues, ***, take one
Chain blingin’, yep, name ringin’, yep
Lame niggas mad they can’t hang wit’ us, nope
I’m swervin’ the Lamb’ truck like I’on love my kids
Your Rollie twelve, my daughter, she was ten
H told her shh-, ***, we back on that again
I’m back in here wit’ Driz, been killin’ since we was kids
Don’t cause them niggas problems, you know young in the ***
Don’t pay money for ***, he still owe us a blitz

All that hatin’ *** be sour but all these niggas sweet as Skittles
My niggas lose a trial, I’ma come through that *** like [?]
And the first you gon’ see is God, no need for hospitals
I just popped out and seen a *** I robbed, he screamin’, “My ***” (Come here)
I’m ***’ all these niggas’ hoes, play wit’ Dann and get exposed
All them niggas, y’all still be stand up guys, get in that court and fold
I touched down, y’all fumblin’, I got way more drip than Cumberland
That’s your baby daddy? But in the trap them niggas be signin’ ***
And *** I’m big dawg, the killer’s old as me (Okay)
And that’s why I don’t really like to *** wit’ niggas, I’m Mr. Mosely
My choppas hit, they OV (Brrt), ain’t no time for I.V.s (It’s us)
It’s can’t be *** with boys, my niggas hard as concrete

Backdoor me, that ***, he green, I coulda’ went through the front
Stylist, got so many smashed hoes, I’on know which one I want
Turn her up with Birkin bags, her friends out yellin’, “Cunt”
I sip so much drank, ***, don’t even know how I still function
I ain’t sign that, ***, I ain’t goin’ to no label lunchin’
[?] online ain’t never, ***, tryna dump in
Off two Tesla pills, so geeked, I *** around, get that crump in
F8 doin’ a minute, two-hunnid, I just back at they junction
*** love me, yuh, niggas hate that, huh
You ain’t shake back nun’, grab the *** and run
Thinkin’ you tough, ***, this the city, everybody got guns
I can’t respect him, he pillow talkin’ on all the *** he done
[?] ain’t got no bills and ***, I’m one of the ones
[?], real life they ain’t on nun’
Can tell these niggas just got some money, just look at the way they flaunt it
I can’t be *** wit’, I never get told, “No”, if I need it I want it
It’s us