[Hook]
Yea I'm up next now
Shawty gon' ride, I know what the deal is when I get the text now
Pull up to the crib, she don't gotta speak, I know I'm the best now
When I leave, she blowing my phone, I think she obsessed now
Lil' baby just rest now
I been up hitting these vibes, yea
I hate when they lie
It's all for the clout but that shit ain't my type, nah
I got mines
You dip in my pockets, I turn out your lights, yea
Shawty gon' want me to stay for the night, yea
I got a feeling she loving the vibe
[Verse 1]
Lil' baby gon' fuck it up
Shе on the dick till the sun is up
Good throat when shе suck it up
I might go get her a Birkin when I think she done enough (Yea, yea)
Yea she loving that payment
Lil' mami don't talk bout our little arrangement
I know she gon brag to her friends that she made it
She know I don't like hoes
Fuck them once then I might go, huh
Book her a flight, woah
Zaza got her with her eyes low, huh
I gotta fight those
Demons haunt me when my eyes close, huh
So come with a fight
Know that you're leaving your body, a light soul, huh
Lil' baby just fucking with me for a paystub
Shawty bad, but she ain't get her way, huh
Talking mad, and these hollows gon' spray, huh
Got a bag, now I move when I say, huh
Shawty gon' tap in
All of that speaking ain't nothing but capping
Twitter fingers but you ain't about action
[Hook]
Yea I'm up next now
Shawty gon' ride, I know what the deal is when I get the text now
Pull up to the crib, she don't gotta speak, I know I'm the best now
When I leave, she blowing my phone, I think she obsessed now
Lil' baby just rest now
I been up hitting these vibes, yea
I hate when they lie
It's all for the clout but that shit ain't my type, nah
I got mines
You dip in my pockets, I turn out your lights, yea
Shawty gon' want me to stay for the night, yea
I got a feeling she loving the vibe
[Verse 2]
I ain't with the run around
Bitch if you come around, give me some top or you ain't getting in
I see a opp out in public
I ain't saying nothing, just airing the blick in the wind
I ain't with the street shit
But I got brothers that is and they'll shoot at a bitch in a whim
If you want smoke then we rolling that pack up and sparking that bitch
Yea that shit in my system
I got some shooters that listen
All of your shooters can't aim, yea they missed them, uh
I get the rebound, assist them, uh
Keep talking tough and go missing, uh
That perc got me tripping
I ain't take an L in a minute but damn that shit getting me lifted
Yea that same bitch that you kissing, uh
Sucking my dick for a mention, uh
Lil' baby gon' ride
She down for whatever, she gang gang
Every bitch hit my line for the same thing
Keep talking that talk but it's same same
Lil' baby want time
Act a fiend when she all on my line
If you ain't 'bout it, you wasting my time
[Hook]
Yea I'm up next now
Shawty gon' ride, I know what the deal is when I get the text now
Pull up to the crib, she don't gotta speak, I know I'm the best now
When I leave, she blowing my phone, I think she obsessed now
Lil' baby just rest now
I been up hitting these vibes, yea
I hate when they lie
It's all for the clout but that shit ain't my type, nah
I got mines
You dip in my pockets, I turn out your lights, yea
Shawty gon' want me to stay for the night, yea
I got a feeling she loving the vibe
