BabyTron - Waffle House (feat. Drego, Beno, Babyfxce E, RMC Mike, ShittyBoyz, Prince Jefe, J1Hunnit) lyrics

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

[BabyTron - Waffle House feat. Drego, Beno, Babyfxce E, RMC Mike, ShittyBoyz, Prince Jefe, J1Hunnit lyrics]

If we catch him out of town
Gon' rearrange his rental
Speedracin' in these Christian Loubies
Finna paint the pedal (Phew)
Pray to God, but when it's
Time to send a hit, i gotta pay the devil

Shoot her baby daddy in the mouth
Rearrange his dental (Pew, pew, pew)
I ain't got time to sit down
I sit 'caine in rentals (yeah)
Bitch, just give me the bank card
Let's make it simple
(Let's make it simple, Stupid Dog
I ain't gon' lie)
SK on stage, used to play the pistol (Bitch)
And my young niggas kill you
If we got an issue (On God)
Would'vе did it back then
But, I'm thinkin' bigger (Thinkin' bigger)
Kick thе bitch out the car
She just lit a Swisher (Ho)
I'm a hall of fame jugger, you a Derek Fisher
(Jugg) used to be the man back then, damn
What happened? (Right)

Uh, gotta watch out for these
Niggas tryna backstab me
Uh, and got the headshot
Last night, she said, "Cash App me"
And my bitch got a loose
Dub in her Gucci fanny
And she popped two RP twenties
She don't fuck with Xannies
Man, I just spent seventeen hundred
On a fuckin' hoodie
I'll pull a hundred out, yop, in all twenties
He cap packin' with the bag
He sellin' all Cookie
If the dope route slow up
I'm sellin' all Whoopi
And I'm on the block sellin' 'caine
Totin' fullies
Sippin' champagne, rockin' Rolexes
Playin' with your bitch pussy
Feelin' on me all in the club
Gave me a woody slidin' down your block in
A seventy-deuce cuddy
Rim blowin' kisses, yeah
Your bitch said she love me (Right)
You wonder why they call me unky?
Uh, 'cause I'm sellin' all this
Smack to your favorite auntie
Uh, get it in by any means
I love them blue face hundreds
My fiend call, say, "Halloween
" when she want some pumpkins (Hello?) right

1Hunnit I'm finna fly to the Sunshine
State and spend loosely
I was somewhere servin' California roll
Good sushi bae, there go the pigs
Can you put this in your coochie?
I can tell this cop ain't lettin' us go home
He look douchey
When the 'bows touch down, we cause hell
Lil Boosie brodie gettin' it off ice
Like Kristi Yamaguchi the work off-white
The same color as Renni Rucci
Drop it in a pot and hit
It two times like Toosie

Heard they chillin' in the house
Tell them boys slide
Bitch pussy like a hellcat, I'm tryna joyride
(Come here)
Caught dog chillin' with his mans
And they both died came back ballin'
Michael Jordan in the four-five
Sick I'm really runnin' through these hoes
Not the O-line
Glock'll lift his ass up like a dumbbell
Last nigga tried the same thing
It ain't go well (It didn't)
I just touched down in LA, I feel like Odell
(Touched down)

I just caught an opp ass lackin', nigga
Oh well
I need some purple Actavis, fuck some Odell
Unky ass at that gas station makin' blue sell
Five thousand dollar Gucci jacket
With the coattail
Got ten bitches lined in one room
It's a hotel i be puttin' ass to belt
Come grab a whoopin'
I'm finna punk a nigga out, bitch
I'm Ashton Kutcher
Punch his ass out, I heard the nigga say
"Pass the Swisher'
Bitch, I'm up a half a ticket
You can ask my sister
I think we up ten, it's a blowout
Drink a six raw, hit the stage
Time to show out me, BabyTron, Drek
And Beno bring the hoes out
Palm Angel Moncler collab when it's snow out

Damn, it's too much pop in this cup
Pour some more out
I be chillin', I don't really like to go out
Nigga asked did I have some weed
I whipped the 'bow out
A bitch tried to plug me with her friend
I knocked 'em both down
Ridin' 'round Flint in this striker
This bitch a ghost town
I used to have no money
I'm wearin' thousand dollar coats now
TRX truck in both lanes, you can't go around
If you ain't know I was
The hardest youngest nigga out
I bet you know it now cup so dirty
Spilled it in my bed and caught a ringworm
Shop slappin'
We done saw more dopeheads than Weed Firm
Bitch sucked the dick for so long
I made her knees burn
(Stupid Dog, I ain't gon' lie
This bitch hard)
I'll never do no motherfuckin' label
Make a fiend work

Huh? Dog shit to my ear, I can't hear shit
All these horses in the whip
I can't steer this
Ice chunk buffalos with the clear tints
If they don't see us gettin' pape'
Then them bitches blind
Whole lot of Lab shit
Watch the pendant shine
Swimmin' in that deep end, keep a fishin' rod
AMG 550 with your bitch inside

Got a case of the and some 'bows
Lookin' like I'm servin'
I just cut into this bitch so deep
I'm lookin' like a surgeon
Dickies Supreme collab
Lookin' like I'm workin'
Outer space off I ain't really
Feelin' like an earthling (Yoom)
Swing the McLaren, catch me hoppin' out
If it ain't about a dollar
It ain't shit to squabble 'bout
Three-seven of Guava Gelato
I got some cotton mouth
Every time I located the bag
I went and got in route
It's the mud I got it out (Brrt)
Sippin' oz by the case like, shit
It's not a drought
Cuddy, he gon' knock him out
So tell your mans to watch his mouth
Blowed as hell
I'm the type to order pancakes when
I'm walkin' in the Waffle House (Skrrt)

Bitch, ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia
You know what the fuck goin' on

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