Baby Smoove - Baby lyrics

You ain't never seen no digits
Big Draco, same size as a midget
Pour Wockhardt when I get in my feelings
You know how many labels just offered me a million?
Spend five thousand in the mall, I'm chilling
Mix Wockhardt with the red, I'm a chemist
She took her a Perc', now the lil' bitch itching
Spend ten thousand on lean, I'm tripping
Pour my cup while I speed through the trenches
Broke niggas always get in they feelings
I ain't even fuck your bitch, we chilling
They know me in Saks, been there since I was little
You can't even spread that, it's too little
Touch my lean, I'ma think about killing you
Fake hard booty, I don't even wanna hit it
Price don't matter, if I want it, I'ma get it
Yeah, whatever
Spend four K on BAPE, I'm tripping
I'ma go buy more, you ain't got no chicken
I'ma get a Trackhawk, drive it like it's a rental
Got a team full of shooters just like Tom Izzo
Why your Backwood look like a pencil?
Take a trip to LA, tryna fuck on Kendall
This gon' need an oil change when we done with the rental
Good with the Glock in the dark, I'ma hit you
I just got head, how the fuck I'ma miss you?
Sleep with a 40 right under my pillow
Boss a bitch up, I could change how she living
Next year, I'ma charge eighty K for appearance
Don't play with me, have you dead in a minute
This like seven hundred holding up my denim