Baby Money - Rapper Weed lyrics
Baby Money [Carlos Deshawn Fischer] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Baby Money - Rapper Weed lyrics]
Fuck everybody
Southside shit
Six hundred for a zip, yeah, that's rapper weed
But I know the nigga with it, so I get it cheap
That's yo' bitch right now, you fucked her after me
I hit everything I want, I got accuracy
I like my cars like my watches, shit, factory
What the fuck is twenty thousand? Won't last a week
Remember hitting niggas' crib, we'll crash the Jeep
Now we cashing Jeeps
Y'all can't laugh at me
I'll take his bitch and paint her face like it's a masterpiece
I told them niggas, tag his head, but they tagged his feet
My man sitting behind a wall, he can't ask to leave
I stack his cheesе while he gone bеcause the bag on me
A hood nigga clip full, but the gas on E
Give a bitch a make over, got cash OD
Pay for her hair, make sure her finger nails match her feet
Stick in her purse, so I make sure every bag on fleet
You know we make bought the whole crop when the bag come cheap
Nigga, just off four block, it won't last a week
All I did was stack my cheese, why niggas mad at me?
Fifty plain Jane watches go cash a fleet
Six hundred for a zip, yeah, that's rapper weed
But I know the nigga with it, so I get it cheap
That's yo' bitch right now, you fucked her after me
I hit everything I want, I got accuracy
I like my cars like my watches, shit, factory
What the fuck is twenty thousand? Won't last a week
Remember hitting niggas' crib, we'll crash the Jeep
Now we cashing Jeeps
Y'all can't laugh at me
You gotta hustle for your goals, nigga stack your cheese
Remember taking all them Ls, I got back off Ps
I'm tailored made, I'm watch them niggas serve crack like weed
It's bloodshed at every time niggas lack, I squeeze
They ain't eating, they got a plate of black eye peas
I used to hit the road, scamming with fake IDs
I know niggas that got rich off fake RPs
How can I stop boy this really how we make our cheese
Sacrifice all my pawns to take y'all Kings
This a eight, all clean, hundred racks came in sleeves
Parked the foreign at the crib, we came in sleeves
This lemon cherry in my chest, I can't even breathe
Six hundred for a zip, yeah, that's rapper weed
But I know the nigga with it, so I get it cheap
That's yo' bitch right now, you fucked her after me
I hit everything I want, I got accuracy
I like my cars like my watches, shit, factory
What the fuck is twenty thousand? Won't last a week
Remember hitting niggas' crib, we'll crash the Jeep
Now we cashing Jeeps
Y'all can't laugh at me
Southside shit
Six hundred for a zip, yeah, that's rapper weed
But I know the nigga with it, so I get it cheap
That's yo' bitch right now, you fucked her after me
I hit everything I want, I got accuracy
I like my cars like my watches, shit, factory
What the fuck is twenty thousand? Won't last a week
Remember hitting niggas' crib, we'll crash the Jeep
Now we cashing Jeeps
Y'all can't laugh at me
I'll take his bitch and paint her face like it's a masterpiece
I told them niggas, tag his head, but they tagged his feet
My man sitting behind a wall, he can't ask to leave
I stack his cheesе while he gone bеcause the bag on me
A hood nigga clip full, but the gas on E
Give a bitch a make over, got cash OD
Pay for her hair, make sure her finger nails match her feet
Stick in her purse, so I make sure every bag on fleet
You know we make bought the whole crop when the bag come cheap
Nigga, just off four block, it won't last a week
All I did was stack my cheese, why niggas mad at me?
Fifty plain Jane watches go cash a fleet
Six hundred for a zip, yeah, that's rapper weed
But I know the nigga with it, so I get it cheap
That's yo' bitch right now, you fucked her after me
I hit everything I want, I got accuracy
I like my cars like my watches, shit, factory
What the fuck is twenty thousand? Won't last a week
Remember hitting niggas' crib, we'll crash the Jeep
Now we cashing Jeeps
Y'all can't laugh at me
You gotta hustle for your goals, nigga stack your cheese
Remember taking all them Ls, I got back off Ps
I'm tailored made, I'm watch them niggas serve crack like weed
It's bloodshed at every time niggas lack, I squeeze
They ain't eating, they got a plate of black eye peas
I used to hit the road, scamming with fake IDs
I know niggas that got rich off fake RPs
How can I stop boy this really how we make our cheese
Sacrifice all my pawns to take y'all Kings
This a eight, all clean, hundred racks came in sleeves
Parked the foreign at the crib, we came in sleeves
This lemon cherry in my chest, I can't even breathe
Six hundred for a zip, yeah, that's rapper weed
But I know the nigga with it, so I get it cheap
That's yo' bitch right now, you fucked her after me
I hit everything I want, I got accuracy
I like my cars like my watches, shit, factory
What the fuck is twenty thousand? Won't last a week
Remember hitting niggas' crib, we'll crash the Jeep
Now we cashing Jeeps
Y'all can't laugh at me
