Lil Baby - Need Mine lyrics
Lil Baby [Dominique Armani Jones] 4PF [Atlanta, Georgia, U.S.] 🇺🇸
[Lil Baby - Need Mine lyrics]
Cook that shit up Quay
I got accuracy when I shoot that stick
(that stick)
It ain't gon' jam, I ain't gon' stop
I ain't gon' miss (ain't gon' miss)
I told my PO no more syrup and that I quit
(that I quit) but I was lyin' 'cause I
Had codeine in my piss
I'm takin' hard drugs
Tylenols, and Adderalls, and Percocets
They keep my faded
Came up out the trenches a millionaire
A nigga damn near made it
Ran it up and lost it all again
Damn near drove me crazy
Couple homies owe me think I'm up
So they ain't gotta pay me
When I hired out my whole
Team now they my faculty
Ever since I got that bag
These bitches after me
She done sent this text
That said she pregnant
She said gon' keep it
Thinkin' to myself like how hell
Did she get my semen?
My lil' nigga can't wait to wild out
They just need a reason
Thousand pounds of gas at the
Spot like it's Harvest season
My lil' homie thuggin' jus' got out
But he keep his heater
I can't let Lil' Tiger out the house
He like to shoot at people
Two seater Beamer on my way
To pick this money up
Semi tuck, try your luck, draw down
I won't give it up
Never runnin' from em', we runnin' to 'em
We on that bullshit
Let it slide, catch 'em out in public
We gon' deal with 'em
I got accuracy see when I shoot that stick
(that stick)
It ain't gon' jam, I ain't gon' stop
I ain't gon' miss (ain't gon' miss)
I told my PO no more syrup and that I quit
(that I quit) but I was lyin' 'cause I
Had codeine in my piss
I'm takin' hard drugs
Tylenols, and Adderalls, and Percocets
They keep my faded
Came up out the trenches a millionaire
A nigga damn near made it
Ran it up and lost it all again
Damn near drove me crazy
Couple homies owe me think I'm up
So they ain't gotta pay me
You gon' pay me when I see you
I need that money
Keep a smile on my face but it ain't funny
When I press the button they smashin' on site
We snuck the pistols in the club
We ain't tryna fight
Free all of my dawgs behind
The walls fuck the system
Let em' pull up on me like it's cool
Then we gon' flip 'em
Try to tell my man to slow
It down but he went missin'
Couple months later I got the
Word somebody killed him
Man them hollow tips gon' burn
When they get inside
Run it up I'm buyin' cars, this my fifth ride
Playin' with the startin' five
It ain't no sixth guy
You can see it in my eye
I won't let shit slide
I got accuracy see when I shoot that stick
(that stick)
It ain't gon' jam, I ain't gon' stop
I ain't gon' miss (ain't gon' miss)
I told my PO no more syrup and that I quit
(that I quit) but I was lyin' 'cause I
Had codeine in my piss
I'm takin' hard drugs
Tylenols, and Adderalls, and Percocets
They keep my faded
Came up out the trenches a millionaire
A nigga damn near made it
Ran it up and lost it all again
Damn near drove me crazy
Couple homies owe me think I'm up
So they ain't gotta pay me
They think they ain't gon' pay
Me but I need mine, i need mine
I got accuracy when I shoot that stick
(that stick)
It ain't gon' jam, I ain't gon' stop
I ain't gon' miss (ain't gon' miss)
I told my PO no more syrup and that I quit
(that I quit) but I was lyin' 'cause I
Had codeine in my piss
I'm takin' hard drugs
Tylenols, and Adderalls, and Percocets
They keep my faded
Came up out the trenches a millionaire
A nigga damn near made it
Ran it up and lost it all again
Damn near drove me crazy
Couple homies owe me think I'm up
So they ain't gotta pay me
When I hired out my whole
Team now they my faculty
Ever since I got that bag
These bitches after me
She done sent this text
That said she pregnant
She said gon' keep it
Thinkin' to myself like how hell
Did she get my semen?
My lil' nigga can't wait to wild out
They just need a reason
Thousand pounds of gas at the
Spot like it's Harvest season
My lil' homie thuggin' jus' got out
But he keep his heater
I can't let Lil' Tiger out the house
He like to shoot at people
Two seater Beamer on my way
To pick this money up
Semi tuck, try your luck, draw down
I won't give it up
Never runnin' from em', we runnin' to 'em
We on that bullshit
Let it slide, catch 'em out in public
We gon' deal with 'em
I got accuracy see when I shoot that stick
(that stick)
It ain't gon' jam, I ain't gon' stop
I ain't gon' miss (ain't gon' miss)
I told my PO no more syrup and that I quit
(that I quit) but I was lyin' 'cause I
Had codeine in my piss
I'm takin' hard drugs
Tylenols, and Adderalls, and Percocets
They keep my faded
Came up out the trenches a millionaire
A nigga damn near made it
Ran it up and lost it all again
Damn near drove me crazy
Couple homies owe me think I'm up
So they ain't gotta pay me
You gon' pay me when I see you
I need that money
Keep a smile on my face but it ain't funny
When I press the button they smashin' on site
We snuck the pistols in the club
We ain't tryna fight
Free all of my dawgs behind
The walls fuck the system
Let em' pull up on me like it's cool
Then we gon' flip 'em
Try to tell my man to slow
It down but he went missin'
Couple months later I got the
Word somebody killed him
Man them hollow tips gon' burn
When they get inside
Run it up I'm buyin' cars, this my fifth ride
Playin' with the startin' five
It ain't no sixth guy
You can see it in my eye
I won't let shit slide
I got accuracy see when I shoot that stick
(that stick)
It ain't gon' jam, I ain't gon' stop
I ain't gon' miss (ain't gon' miss)
I told my PO no more syrup and that I quit
(that I quit) but I was lyin' 'cause I
Had codeine in my piss
I'm takin' hard drugs
Tylenols, and Adderalls, and Percocets
They keep my faded
Came up out the trenches a millionaire
A nigga damn near made it
Ran it up and lost it all again
Damn near drove me crazy
Couple homies owe me think I'm up
So they ain't gotta pay me
They think they ain't gon' pay
Me but I need mine, i need mine