BIGBABYGUCCI - Your Way lyrics
[BIGBABYGUCCI - Your Way lyrics]
Ayy yeah, yeah
Ayy
Like a piano, we moving keys
Bet I drop down on my enemies
Know you just hate when I go away
Like a pistol, you my throwaway
Roll up the gas, and we blow away
BK, you have this shit your way
When I said some real shit
you just switch up the topic
Would you fuck with me baby
If you had the option
Had to tell em don’t mind us
We be arguing in the diners
No there ain’t shit for them to see
I spent 14 on my VV’s
So my heart a little colder now
Lame shit got older now i needed more now
Masked up, I’ll go now
Yeah that was back then
Still a' fuck your friend
And your boyfriend a bitch
He ain't even on shit
Steady stalking, man that nigga's a poser
Seven hundred horses inside the motor
Love my lil' baby, vanilla mocha
Ain’t no sleeping, we just fuck on the sofa
Speaking to your mind
But this ain’t philosophy
Got your body, all I need is your honesty
Even when I’m drunk, I handle responsibly
That boy not hot as me
Talkin', I shot his knee
I’m rocking Prada jeans i’m serving dope
And not caring about a fiend
She trying to smoke my dope
It's not ten a G
I’m in the open, I swear ain't no holding me
Fresh out the cell
Man I swear ain't no slowing me
Like a piano, we moving keys
Bet I drop down on my enemies
Know you just hate when I go away
Like a pistol, you my throwaway
Roll up the gas, and we blow away
BK, you have this shit your way
When I said some real shit
You just switch up the topic
Would you fuck with me baby
If you had the option
Had to tell em don’t mind us
We be arguing in the diners
No there ain’t shit for them to see
I spent 14 on my VV’s
So my heart a little colder now
Lame shit got older now i needed more now
Masked up, I’ll go now
Ayy
Like a piano, we moving keys
Bet I drop down on my enemies
Know you just hate when I go away
Like a pistol, you my throwaway
Roll up the gas, and we blow away
BK, you have this shit your way
When I said some real shit
you just switch up the topic
Would you fuck with me baby
If you had the option
Had to tell em don’t mind us
We be arguing in the diners
No there ain’t shit for them to see
I spent 14 on my VV’s
So my heart a little colder now
Lame shit got older now i needed more now
Masked up, I’ll go now
Yeah that was back then
Still a' fuck your friend
And your boyfriend a bitch
He ain't even on shit
Steady stalking, man that nigga's a poser
Seven hundred horses inside the motor
Love my lil' baby, vanilla mocha
Ain’t no sleeping, we just fuck on the sofa
Speaking to your mind
But this ain’t philosophy
Got your body, all I need is your honesty
Even when I’m drunk, I handle responsibly
That boy not hot as me
Talkin', I shot his knee
I’m rocking Prada jeans i’m serving dope
And not caring about a fiend
She trying to smoke my dope
It's not ten a G
I’m in the open, I swear ain't no holding me
Fresh out the cell
Man I swear ain't no slowing me
Like a piano, we moving keys
Bet I drop down on my enemies
Know you just hate when I go away
Like a pistol, you my throwaway
Roll up the gas, and we blow away
BK, you have this shit your way
When I said some real shit
You just switch up the topic
Would you fuck with me baby
If you had the option
Had to tell em don’t mind us
We be arguing in the diners
No there ain’t shit for them to see
I spent 14 on my VV’s
So my heart a little colder now
Lame shit got older now i needed more now
Masked up, I’ll go now