Lil Mosey - 02 Baby lyrics
Lil Mosey [Lathan Moses Stanley Echols] Seattle, Washington, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lil Mosey - 02 Baby lyrics]
Uh uh, uh
It's the 02 baby (Uh) , fuck you baby
How this lil' nigga be ballin' so
Hard? His finger roll crazy
Just finessed that one, that chick, bitch
Shit I feel like Tom Brady
Same nigga that was hated on
But I'm everywhere lately
You don't know my nigga
Straight out the field
Told momma "I got my bag to fill"
Straight heat, this not a fire
Drill, really don't trap, i might aswell
Got cool job, how I clean hills
And he still got plugs for the beam still
300 semi beams him
These bitches treat us like losers
But I still made a killin' this year
I only wake up to God in
The middle of the night
It's the 02 baby (Uh) , fuck you baby
How this lil' nigga be ballin' so
Hard? His finger roll crazy
Just finessеd that one, that chick, bitch
Shit I feel like Tom Brady
Same nigga that was hatеd on
But I'm everywhere lately
You don't know my nigga
Straight out the field
Told momma "I got my bag to fill"
Straight heat, this not a fire
Drill, really don't trap, i might aswell
Got cool job, how I clean hills
And he still got plugs for the beam still
300 semi beams him
These bitches treat us like losers
It's the 02 baby (Uh) , fuck you baby
How this lil' nigga be ballin' so
Hard? His finger roll crazy
Just finessed that one, that chick, bitch
Shit I feel like Tom Brady
Same nigga that was hated on
But I'm everywhere lately
You don't know my nigga
Straight out the field
Told momma "I got my bag to fill"
Straight heat, this not a fire
Drill, really don't trap, i might aswell
Got cool job, how I clean hills
And he still got plugs for the beam still
300 semi beams him
These bitches treat us like losers
But I still made a killin' this year
I only wake up to God in
The middle of the night
It's the 02 baby (Uh) , fuck you baby
How this lil' nigga be ballin' so
Hard? His finger roll crazy
Just finessеd that one, that chick, bitch
Shit I feel like Tom Brady
Same nigga that was hatеd on
But I'm everywhere lately
You don't know my nigga
Straight out the field
Told momma "I got my bag to fill"
Straight heat, this not a fire
Drill, really don't trap, i might aswell
Got cool job, how I clean hills
And he still got plugs for the beam still
300 semi beams him
These bitches treat us like losers