[Intro: Baby Keyy]
Oh
Oh (Oh)
[Chorus: Baby Keyy]
Okay, okay (Okay, okay)
You on my mind again, but it's too late
And the why hell you gon' lie to me?
And all these hoes wanna vibe with me, but it's not the same
[Verse 1: Baby Keyy]
Money on me gon' attract these hoes, for sure
Got money on me, so you know I gotta keep that pole
And you know I'ma slide with the gang, yeah, with the bros
And I don't really wanna lie to you and say that I've been home
And I don't really got a lot 'cause I been feelin' all alone
And I don't ever switch sides, but I been on my own
You went on your own, baby
We can take it slow, baby
Diamonds on my Chrome, baby
Numb in my zone lately
Never in the wrong, baby (Oh)
Brand new, but never change
I knew that you was fake
Ho on my body, she wanna get laid
And I need a whole lot of racks today
And I fucked her friend, didn't know her name
She said that she love me, I told her she lame
She said that she love me, I told her, "Okay"
Huh, got her in the bed, she be like, "Huh" (Let's go)
And her ass so fat, I be like, "Nah"
But, where the problem at?
And you know I don't do love, but I keep runnin' back
Yeah, I keep thinkin' back, the times we used to have
'Member the time when I got attached
'Member the time when you stabbed my back, lil' ho
And I can't trust no one, uh-huh
And I gotta run my ones with nothin'
And I gotta keep my nine every time I slide (Hold up, that's a lot of times)
You niggas don't love me real, uh
And I wanna tell you the deal, huh
Lil' baby, let's go back and chill, huh
And baby, you know how I feel, huh
So mama, you know what I want for you
You know what I need, what I got you to
And I wanna love and route you
And I wanna love and route you, huh
[Break: Baby Keyy]
Woah
Yeah, ah
[Chorus: Baby Keyy]
Okay, okay (Okay, okay)
You on my mind again, but it's too late
And the why hell you gon' lie to me?
And all these hoes wanna vibe with me, but it's not the same
[Verse 2: Lil Khrome]
Okay, okay, why did you lie to me?
Baby girl, I am a prodigy, but this what it had to be (Yeah)
Goin' my own way, no, I couldn't stay
I got a pack and I send to The Bay
Tryna bring down everything that I made
Tryna bring in everything that I hate
Lil' baby, I get away from the love
Just like a nigga might give me a bud
Get to the racks, yeah, I do it alone
But in the midst, I might need me a hug
Straight to the top, now they hittin' the front
Lil' baby, I fell in love with the drugs
These niggas know that I stay with a chrome
You niggas know I can't get me enough
Okay, okay
Stay with a bad bitch just like Kelly K
These niggas average, they can't hit them racks
And I gotta slide with a .9 'cause that's to keep me safe
Keep my circle 'cause I can't fuck with fakes
And I just want it all, for God, for goodness sake, oh
Girl, I'm married to the game, go check the ring
It treat me good, it doin' me right, it treat me like a fuckin' king
Shoutout to Gotti, shoutout to Cash
All of my niggas gon' get to a bag
I just might hop in a motherfuckin' coupe
I did two-twenty up right on the dash (Woah)
Yeah, that's straight facts
Yeah, this bitch said she gon' love me, but that's straight facts
And you see me doin' better, you can face that
[Chorus: Baby Keyy]
Okay, okay (Okay, okay)
You on my mind again, but it's too late
And the why hell you gon' lie to me?
And all these hoes wanna vibe with me, but it's not the same (It's not the same)
