BABY FATHER 2.0 Lyrics English Translation by YOVNGCHIMI
It’s gang
Gang, gang
(Ah, ah) Real Trapstar
Living like a rockstar (Rockstar)
Walking with shooters in my roadster (All of them are shooters)
In the Hellcat, we light up the helicopter (The Hellcat)
The Baby Father, like for the times, the Booster (Baby Father)
The gang in the club
The devils cry, security didn’t check (The devils, they smell)
In the V.I.P., we go crazy, pulling out the Glocks (The Glizzys)
I know she’s your baby, mommy, but she’s gone
She got hooked on the drip, spending racks on Dior
This lifestyle is normal for me now (Normal)
In the Raptor through Santurce, Glizzys with chips (Ah-ah-ah-ah)
All are strong like Hydro and Spiff (Strong)
With 50 devils on stage like Chief Keef (Hydreezy)
We’re in the fire, used to it, I don’t even burn anymore (Gang)
I go to parties ready, I don’t back down (The bosses)
All the shooters with the sticks and the new cars (All the shooters)
With the brothers, all the Glizzys, we set them on fire
Empty the clip, reload, and hit you again (Money Wayy)
They want to sound like me because we changed the game (Stash Money Gang)
I want to see their faces when I bring a Lambo to Calle 4 and celebrate with Buchanan and the Draco
Talk to me about tickets, and we analyze the contracts (Ticket boy)
Now they’re worth millions; before, they were dead contracts (Shhh, ah-ah)
They still don’t believe; you can see it on their faces when they see us
Negotiating with the bosses, not rookies (Damn rookies)
It’s the Money Wayy; bastard, I have a buddy, what? That’s lean (Dirty boy)
Dirty pop, Fanta, and codeine (Codeine)
Damn, I’ll die for my team (My team)
Stacks in the hideout, flowing like Yao Ming (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
9×19, the spring
Real trapstar
Living like a rockstar (Rockstar)
Walking with shooters in my roadster (With the shooters)
In the Hellcat, we light up the helicopter (The Hellcat)
The Baby Father, like for the times, the Booster (Baby Father)
The gang in the club
The devils cry, security didn’t check (The devils, they smell)
In the V.I.P., we go crazy, pulling out the Glocks (The Glizzys)
I know she’s your baby, mommy, but she’s gone
She got hooked on the drip, spending racks on Dior (She’s gone, got it?)
Twenty thousand on some Jordan 1s
I walk respected by the tough guys
When they look down on me, I swear
They feel inferior when they see me so sure
Real trapstar, Money Wayy, I know the way
All these bitches get wet when I look closely
You search for it, and you’re prey for the crocodiles
Be careful because those pills have fentanyl
On the way to the stash house, this looks like a run
Snipers watching from above
All my people eager to bring out the sticks on stage
Scented packs eluding the K9 unit
Baby Father like in Harlem, Rich Porter
I’ll be watching out for you the day I care
All the jobs are coming in without a cut
In all states, we’re making the hits, okay
Find someone to transport them; send them an escort
If there are monkeys on the coast, abort the mission
Those who didn’t believe, let them hang themselves for all I care
The bosses are pulling for me to get on the scene
I’m the realest trap nigga out here
Huh?
Hydro, what up?
If making money is a sin (Oh Lord)
Forgive me, God, but the most delicate issue (Uh-huh)
You know my situation, tell me Ricky, how many are they? (Tell them)
I laugh mockingly; they’re not ready for action (No)
Ah, that’s a fact
Say it to their face and chest
Give me thirty more to be satisfied
I fuck your bitch, and I’m still not done, huh? (Hahaha)
My life has been a rollercoaster; who is Yeruza? (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
I’m going to teach you how to use it
Going around the world on a high dose
They want to criticize me? They still lack
Life is short; coke is exported
I keep living as if nothing matters (Haha, Money Wayy)
My .40 never behaves
Very disobedient; nobody can stand me (Gang, gang)
Real trapstar
Living like a rockstar (Rockstar)
Walking with shooters in my roadster (All of them are shooters)
In the Hellcat, we light up the helicopter (The Hellcat)
The Baby Father, like for the times, the Booster (Baby Father)
The gang in the club
The devils in La Calma, security didn’t check (No)
In the V.I.P., we go crazy, pulling out the Glocks (Haha)
I know she’s your baby, mommy, but she’s gone (Wow)
She got hooked on the drip, spending racks on Dior
Nine, baby
La Ma
Haha
Baby Father, the baby goat
Real G4 Life, baby
Sons of bitches
YOVNGCHIMI!
Archangel, for
So you know
It’s Myke Towers, baby Moneywayy!
Demons on the road
*Yeruza*
Hydro, Hydreezy
Don’t get confused
Hydro! The New Face
This is the remix! Uh, uh
Tell me Nyxto, we’re real motherfuckers, they haven’t seen
Bassy!
Llorens Torres
Real G4 Life, forever
La Metro, Santurce
EHXX The Professor
It’s the Money Wayy, yeah
That’s the only way, nigga
It’s Flow Factory
Yeruza, rest in peace
JS4E, prra
Yes, directly from La Calma Suite, uh!
Capisce?
Santurce in the house, hahaha
Double L
(Money Wayy)
Money Wayy
La Ruta Del Dinero
Real G4 Life, baby
So they understand, motherfucker
The Dream Team