BabyTron - Stutter Flow lyrics

BabyTron [ames Edward Johnson II] Ypsilanti, Michigan. U.S.

[BabyTron - Stutter Flow lyrics]

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Lil' d-d-dime bitch match the blick
This a ten milli' how the? How the fuck you
Still ain't seen a ten, silly?
Gave her d-d-d-d dope dick
You'd think it's fentyn'
When I, when I, when I say I got that toolie
Ain't no wrench with me

DSM, th-th-throw it up, I got a M with me
Still, still strugglin' to pay it
Got your rent with me
B-b-bitch ain't never tried to
Help me stack it, but'll spend with me
A-a-ask how much sauce is, like it depends
Really

I can't, i can't even have you 'round if
You won't bend with me lil' c-cuddy pull up
Chop it up like watch him vent with me
Still, still ain't seen a dub
I just know you can't comprehend shit
And my wrist sick, this bit-
Bitch need a check-up

You on some, you on some lil' girl shit
You need to step up
I'ma call you m-m-m-m-mustard, man
You need to catch up
Rubber, rubber, rubber, rubber
Rubber band and I can't let up
Time to turn my flex up
Make a d-d-dub and put a ten up

Pull up with that d-d-d-d-d-d
Better keep your head up shit, damn, man, I
I think it's time to turn your flex up
V-voom, v-voom, v-v-vroom
I just fucked the 'Vette up i forgot this
I forgot the whip wasn't manual

He only, only win once a year
That shit annual you could, you could switch
Teams, won't matter, you ain't valuable
You can't, you can't even tell
I took the Drac', i'm acting casual
Th-th-this my stutter flow, tap the
Button, watch it stutter, ho

B-b-bitch, you not sis
I ain't finna play the brother role
F-f-flyin' in a UF, UFO
This bitch in hover mode
G-g-geek streakin', g-g-geek streakin'
Spent the summer blowed
P-p-plug brought that bullshit, I asked him
"Where's the other 'bow?"

I'll leave, leave him wide open
But he jumper broke
Mon-Moncler, Goosie, and the Dior puffer coat
Why, why they still hatin'? Like
I really, really wonder, bro
Ice-ice-ice-ice cream diamonds look
Like Custard Co

All that play-playin' with my pape'
This shit'll get the buster bust
I got play-plays to make
Ask the bitch is we gon' fuck or what?
I-I got plays to make
I asked is she gon' suck or what?
I-I got plays to make
I asked is she gon' cum or what?

L-l-li, l-l-life short
Is you havin' fun or what?
We, we'll turn your zone into a war
You got your gun or what?
Do do you got enough for another run or what?
Doo, doo doo doo, doo doo doo
I got that fucker tucked

R-r-rolled up the pantry in my 'Wood
This a Gushers blunt
Do you? Do you? Do you got a dub or what?
Do you? Do you? Do you got a plug or what?
A-ask the drank man like
"Do you got some mud or what?"

A-ask the Zotti man like
"You got bud or what? Crud or what?"
Uh uh, uh uh, I'm headed up and up you a
You a d-d dumb dumb out here trustin' sluts
Bitch, you better bundle up

J-j-juice man like OJ
You think that one cup's enough?
A-a-asked the bitch like
"You think that one nut's enough?"
C-c-cops askin' if I know somethin'
It wasn't us or nothin'
I got-, I got Alzheimer's
I don't really remember

I'm on p-p pace for eight figures
Make two-fifty December
Glick, glick glitchin'
Shootin' two switchies together

Sh-Sh-Shitty Boyz, D-D-Dog Shit Militia

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