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lirik lagu baby tron – beyond turnt 2 – babytron

[intro]

babytron, i don’t wanna be on no fan sh*t right now
but bro, i literally ran up, probably like
no federal sh*t, like f*ckin’ three*hundred k in my ford fusion
because i listen to your music every day
i saw your scams, i f*cking figured out about the punches
i started trapping hard, just went f*cking hard as sh*t, bro
love the h*ll out of you
can’t wait to talk to you, man, i hope i can talk to you
(mia jay c)
(i hear you, jay c), huh

[verse]
cut into a b*tch, like, “hey, stink,” what you on tonight?
turn my drank pink, it got my p*ss purple
i got a sh*ll up on my back, but i don’t sip turtle
dogsh*t militia, watch them bullies and them spin circles, b*tch
we’ll leave a snitch in the ditch, b*tch
sh*t, i’m lookin’ rich in my ricks, b*tch
told her, “eat the d*ck, eat the uh, uh”
told her, “eat the d*ck, eat thе d*ck, b*tch”
up that fully on his ass and have him like, “sh*t”
pull up with a hoodie and a mask, and havе him like, “sh*t”
i just blew a fifty strip in the mall, like, “sh*t”
make him scramble out his pockets like he mike vick
wow, i could up nine hundred thou’
wow, i’m ridin’ with a hundred rounds
wow, he was lackin’, then they gunned him down
wow, i just rolled a blunt of wocky
uh*huh, i hear you
uh*uh*uh, nah, i don’t fear you
lil’ ho got a wide body, cut into her, let me steer you
i know you hear security like, “uh*uh*uh,” won’t let me near you
i’ma do the, “uh*huh” if the cops up in the rear view
f*ck, my ho just brought me back a couple drops
f*ck, walk around with, “fah*fah*fah,” i’m juggernaut
f*ck, a couple shots ain’t nothin’, think his jumper hot
f*ck, pause, but we gon’ try to bust his top
sheesh, caught a play west, i’m flyin’ east now, sheesh
hit they block, them boys beggin’ for peace now, sheesh
in the paint, i’m kareem mixed with hakeem and embiid, sheesh
ah, h*ll nah
doggy bone finished, what the f*ck i tell y’all?
ah, h*ll nah, this some fetty that i’m tryna sell y’all, this h*ll nah
ah, h*ll nah, yo’ b*tch in “ah, h*ll nah”
b*tch asked for somethin’, i’ma ask her, can she spell “nah”?
woah, what the f*ck? i’m rollin’ up a— (uh)
woah, what the f*ck? i’m rollin’ with the— (uh)
woah, what the f*ck? i’m pourin’ up some— (uh)
woah, what the f*ck? he ain’t show up in the clutch
she know i only show up for the nuts, ah*ha
he know we ain’t finna throw us a punch, ah*ha
b*tch, get down, i’m finna throw a round, haha
am i joker? am i yung joc? it’s goin’ down, ah*ha (arf)
dogsh*t militia, when we ’round, you might hear “arf”
h*llkitty makin’ noises, how the f*ck it just go, “arf”?
real deal pit’, i don’t talk, i don’t even (arf)
snakes in the grass, all i hear is, “sss”
if my slatt catch his ass, you gon’ hear a, “sss”
diamondback with silencer, this lil’ b*tch sound like, “sss”
all these hoes go, “sss*sss*sss*sss”
i’m off a whippet, canister go, “sss*sss*sss”
no way, josé
these christian diors, i don’t do the dolce
no way, josé
k!ll my b*tch and beat the body, oj
no way, josé
sl*t tryna spend some time, i sent her, “ok”
no way, josé
no way, josé, no way, josé, no way, josé
i don’t even know, that’s what i just told the cops
boy, you ain’t even froze, that’s what i just told his watch
boy, you don’t even pour, you don’t even score
boy, you don’t even go when it’s time to hit the road
let me check my ap, sh*t, it’s time to get the lo’, sh*t
let me check my ap, man, it’s time to kick the door, sh*t
let me check my ap, man, it’s time to hit the floor, sh*t
let me check my ap, couldn’t even do it, it just hit the folks
(ah) i gotta sip it slow
(ah) i just poured a six, then four
(ah) how ironic, i’m on ten
take my last six backstage, like should i go on when?
let me get an extra minute, i’m thumbin’ extra chicken
i got extras (uh)
this a different texture (uh)
come and get a tester (uh)
first night i blessed her (uh)
[outro]
it’s long live $cams

- babytron

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