CUZ Lightyear, Lil Baby - HIBACHI lyrics

I love you forever

Draco in the AMG in case
You pussies play with me
That's your opinion, I don't agree
You salty, that's okay with me
If that's your bitch, you want your bitch
Then keep your bitch away from me
All work no sleep, SSDD
It's same shit, different day for me

Trap just like the Waffle House
I fix it right in front of you
Trap just like hibachi, yeah
I fix it right in front of you
Trap suit like designer, yeah
I'm dead fresh when I'm serving you
Extendo got a 223 for each
And every one of you

Yellow gold all on my teeth, I smile
It look like Pikachu
I hit the trap and disappear
Won't see me for a week or two
My bitch got on some
Bloody shoes, I'm crippin'
All my sneakers blue
These snitches out here fishing
So C careful who you speakin' to
Drugs in my soda, got my body moving slower
'Cause I fuck with you don't mean
I fuck with you, bitch, i'm bipolar
I was different, born a misfit
Flipped the script when I got older
Money motives, six oh soldier
Can't stop, won't stop, always rolling

Trap just like the Waffle House
I fix it right in front of you
Trap just like hibachi, yeah
I fix it right in front of you
Call me Trapperachi, bando speak for me
My numbers proof
Caught me but can't keep me
Take my fingerprints and turn me loose

Ain't even playing no games so I went
Three hundred on all them doors
Big old four by four, huh
Sit up like a dumpster truck
I know you ain't no blunt but if you
Roll up we gon' light you up
I wouldn't give a fuck
I got my pistol off in every club
I got these drugs for real, for real
I got like five karats in my ear
I let this money fly, I'm for real
I know she thinking I took a pill
Look how I get in her, baby, got stamina
I'm tryna fuck up your mind
We can go diamond shopping off in Neiman's
Yeah, make sure they one of a kind
I got on two six-figure watches
I can't be wasting no time
They took my kindness for a weakness
Fuck it, I'm drawing the line
I just put a four off in my soda
Police pull me over, what's the odor?
I don't know, gave 'em the gas (Skrrt)

Trap just like the Waffle House
I fix it right in front of you
Trap just like hibachi, yeah
I fix it right in front of you
Trap suit like designer, yeah
I'm dead fresh when I'm serving you
Extendo got a 223 for each
And every one of you
Trap just like the Waffle House
I fix it right in front of you
Trap just like hibachi, yeah
I fix it right in front of you
Call me Trapperachi, bando speak for me
My numbers proof
Caught me but can't keep me
Take my fingerprints and turn me loose

Trap trap
Trap trap