CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Dynamic Trio
(Yeah, Baby, you did this one)
(Yeah, Baby, you did this one)
Robbed a n***a and took all his jewelry, he told the police
B*t*h that's just a Instagram page, you don't really know me
I just scammed 20 PS4's from Sony
N***as f**ked up in the crib eatin' Coney
I just knocked my granny out, she had to call brody
Just robbed a n***a 8 times for 24, I'm finna call Kobe
My Arab sellin' cards, he made 100, but they was all stolies
My dawg will take your card and punches, [?]
I just a new presi, that's a gold trophy
Stop tellin' hoes that you know me, you is not my homie
This b*t*h just said come over cause she lonely
My dawg will come kill you for a meal cause he hungry
Told that b*t*h I don't wanna f**k cause you ugly
Slapped a white n***a, cause he called me a monkey
Me and Bandamont sellin' bibles to the junkies
I can't go a day without gettin' high, I'm a junkie
I dropped out of school in fifth grade, I was a big flunky
B*t*h pulled up on me, she gave me $40, I told the b*t*h suck me
Haha, I guess it went backwards
I made a cool 30 off sellin' the Bible, I'm in a big chapter
Both of them hoes lips crusty, I don't know who's chapper
Everybody keep lying nowadays, I don't know who a capper
Yeah, we both poured up Wock, but my cup is blacker
Yeah, your b*t*h got a fat a**, but my b*t*h is fatter
I got a perc 10 in my system, I'm so high
If a lil n***a run up on me, he gon die
How much money have I made off scams? It's been a lot
Shoot a n***a with a AK, like I'm Bandamont
Ma dukes asked why I keep a MacBook, cause I scam a lot
Yeah, you say you got a Glock 30, but it jam a lot
I just popped a perc 30, now I itch a lot
I shoot a b*t*h precisely like Steph Curry, this a different shot
He tried to hit my b*t*h DM, but he missed his shot
I just caught a opp out in public, but I missed my shot
I just waste a 4 of Hi-Tech, cause I missed the pop
Cause I'm tryna pour up again, and I'm already high
I don't know if I should smoke the runts, or the turtle pie
That n***a be cappin', all he do is tell fairytales
That ain't real Larry, cause I know how real Larry smell
I heard you got locked for $500, and couldn't pay the bail
My granny asked how I'm livin', I said very well
My dawg pulled up with 6 pints, I checked every seal
You can't tax 100 for the eighth, I bet Larry will
My dawg he dropped the cat and did the race, and broke every wheel
Back in 015, I ran up 20 sellin' certain pills
Sellin' certain pills, do fraud, cause that's a certain steal
(Yeah, Baby, you did this one)
Robbed a n***a and took all his jewelry, he told the police
B*t*h that's just a Instagram page, you don't really know me
I just scammed 20 PS4's from Sony
N***as f**ked up in the crib eatin' Coney
I just knocked my granny out, she had to call brody
Just robbed a n***a 8 times for 24, I'm finna call Kobe
My Arab sellin' cards, he made 100, but they was all stolies
My dawg will take your card and punches, [?]
I just a new presi, that's a gold trophy
Stop tellin' hoes that you know me, you is not my homie
This b*t*h just said come over cause she lonely
My dawg will come kill you for a meal cause he hungry
Told that b*t*h I don't wanna f**k cause you ugly
Slapped a white n***a, cause he called me a monkey
Me and Bandamont sellin' bibles to the junkies
I can't go a day without gettin' high, I'm a junkie
I dropped out of school in fifth grade, I was a big flunky
B*t*h pulled up on me, she gave me $40, I told the b*t*h suck me
Haha, I guess it went backwards
I made a cool 30 off sellin' the Bible, I'm in a big chapter
Both of them hoes lips crusty, I don't know who's chapper
Everybody keep lying nowadays, I don't know who a capper
Yeah, we both poured up Wock, but my cup is blacker
Yeah, your b*t*h got a fat a**, but my b*t*h is fatter
I got a perc 10 in my system, I'm so high
If a lil n***a run up on me, he gon die
How much money have I made off scams? It's been a lot
Shoot a n***a with a AK, like I'm Bandamont
Ma dukes asked why I keep a MacBook, cause I scam a lot
Yeah, you say you got a Glock 30, but it jam a lot
I just popped a perc 30, now I itch a lot
I shoot a b*t*h precisely like Steph Curry, this a different shot
He tried to hit my b*t*h DM, but he missed his shot
I just caught a opp out in public, but I missed my shot
I just waste a 4 of Hi-Tech, cause I missed the pop
Cause I'm tryna pour up again, and I'm already high
I don't know if I should smoke the runts, or the turtle pie
That n***a be cappin', all he do is tell fairytales
That ain't real Larry, cause I know how real Larry smell
I heard you got locked for $500, and couldn't pay the bail
My granny asked how I'm livin', I said very well
My dawg pulled up with 6 pints, I checked every seal
You can't tax 100 for the eighth, I bet Larry will
My dawg he dropped the cat and did the race, and broke every wheel
Back in 015, I ran up 20 sellin' certain pills
Sellin' certain pills, do fraud, cause that's a certain steal
