OMB Peezy, Baby Money - 650 lyrics

Yeah, uh, uh, get with me (Get with me)
Get with me (Get with me) yeah, get with me
(Helluva made this beat, baby)

Look, 650, pull up in the coupe with
A nigga bitch with me
I don't need shit but my
Glock, whenever I'm out
I got a stick with me (Boom, boom)
Get with me, make a play and get rich with it
That bitch trippin'
Think I'm 'bout to eat somethin'
'cause her shit pretty lord, bankroll
Money and murder, we ain't stoppin'
Get your brain blowed
Bitch, you gon' die, you think 'bout robbin'
I don't think so
Pass me the ball, I ain't gon' drop it, yeah
My life like a movie, lose your mind
You try to watch it

In the backseat with my Glock
I ain't have an option
Told him to hit me, hit him back
My granny the real reason I'm slidin'
It ain't what I want, I won't cop it
Can't settle for nothin' less
We done caught a nigga in the
'jects, he was goin' live
That's what got him stretched
It's time to hit the road
Then they won't go
Tell me somethin' I don't know
Fully chopper layin' on the floor
Better think 'fore you kick the wrong door
Fake the plug, you don't jump back
You could die for steppin' on the wrong dope
Free Tim, in the pen' losin' good time
He on like phone four get your brain blowed
My dogs told me they'll change
But I ain't think so
You ain't tryna fuck and give me brain
Then what you came for?
She say her nigga don't like me
Act like I ain't know
But we play with all my guns for fun, try me
It's game over

Look, 650, pull up in the coupe with
A nigga bitch with me
I don't need shit but my
Glock, whenever I'm out
I got a stick with me (Boom, boom)
Get with me, make a play and get rich with it
That bitch trippin'
Think I'm 'bout to eat somethin'
'cause her shit pretty lord, bankroll
Money and murder, we ain't stoppin'
Get your brain blowed
Bitch, you gon' die, you think 'bout robbin'
I don't think so
Pass me the ball, I ain't gon' drop it, yeah
My life like a movie, lose your mind
You try to watch it

Ayy, big money why you spin that block if
You ain't hit nothin'?
My main nigga done switched, so
When I see him
I'm puttin' this bitch on him
Got tracers in my clip, so when we shoot
You see this bitch comin'
My left wrist got a brick on it
My necklace cost a big hundred
The shooting captain, getting close with God
I can do it faster
Right now I'm beefin' with my mans
'cause I was shootin' past him
Everybody got a body
They don't know who the savage
This pistol ran through the city
They don't know who done had it a kingpin
Walk inside the trap and
Leave the sinks runnin' don't think, twin
My shooter got a Glock that
Got a switch on it
That's flashback, everybody die
Don't bring that cash back it's wartime
I turn the whole hood to Baghdad

Look, 650, pull up in the coupe with
A nigga bitch with me
I don't need shit but my
Glock, whenever I'm out
I got a stick with me (Boom, boom)
Get with me, make a play and get rich with it
That bitch trippin'
Think I'm 'bout to eat somethin'
'cause her shit pretty lord, bankroll
Money and murder, we ain't stoppin'
Get your brain blowed
Bitch, you gon' die, you think 'bout robbin'
I don't think so
Pass me the ball, I ain't gon' drop it, yeah
My life like a movie, lose your mind
You try to watch it