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    Lil Baby feat. Lil Uzi Vert – Commercial [2020]

    Künstler:
    Lil BabyLil Uzi Vert

    [Intro: Drake & Lil Juice]
    (Tay Keith, this too hard)
    (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)

    [Verse 1: Lil Baby]
    I paid some extra before we even come out
    And don’t even wear it to show I ain’t playin’
    I hit the bitch and I gave her some racks
    And I pull up my pants, she know I ain’t stayin’
    Go run the store, run and get rubber bands
    I done got rich, I done put on my mans
    Choppers in traffic, that’s just how I’m livin’
    They say that I’m trippin’, they wouldn’t understand
    She take a trip, she come back with a tan
    I take a trip, I come back with them bands
    When I was dealin’, it really was killin’ ’em
    Had ’em competin’, tryna see what I’m payin’
    She throw a hoodie on soon as we land
    She don’t like pics, I got too many fans
    I’m runnin’ shit, I can do what I want
    And it’s really a limit, you do what you can
    I found the booth and I put that shit up
    ‘Fore I run out of cash, they gonna run out of land
    I fell in love with this bitch ’cause her head was amazing
    I swear I don’t even know her name
    I’m ’bout to takeoff, I gave ’em a chance
    They gave me ten M&M’s on advance
    Thought I’d be trappin’ forever, but God came and blessed me
    I guess it was part of the plan
    How he on fire, but he cool as a fan?
    Can’t get at you, we gon’ get at your man
    They can relate to me ’cause I be poppin’ it
    Put in they face, let ’em see what I’m sayin’
    I’m rockin’ shows like I play with a band
    Free all the bros, know I would if I can
    If I don’t mean it, I swear I ain’t sayin’ it
    ‘Fore I was 21, swear I was savage, smashin’

    [Chorus: Lil Baby]
    Hold up, who got Backwoods? I need roll up
    Dior store can’t keep up with me
    I’m spendin’ thousands like money is nothin’ to me
    I’m never comin’ back, them people under me
    Not the fans, yeah, the haters
    Lotta bands on the table
    They say I went commercial, I ain’t know it
    They want me catch a murder, I ain’t goin’ back
    Play myself and my position, who doin’ that?

    [Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
    We got FN with extensions, we throwin’ that
    Her ass got my full attention, she throwin’ that
    Niggas talkin’ way too much, I ain’t goin’ back
    And forth with niggas ’cause these niggas be holdin’ racks
    On the real, yeah, we know you don’t own them racks
    Four pockets full, push ’em down, they start pokin’ back
    I turned eight million right until I’m a quarterback
    Spent a million like I’m tryna bring Kobe back (24, woo)
    I’m ready, I’m ready, I use the crockpot like it’s Betty
    They say the drop hot and it’s ready
    Might stretch it out, but it ain’t fetti (Yes)
    Say my dawg doin’ time
    But I know he ain’t gonna snitch ’cause it’s still some shit he didn’t tell me
    My dawg stabbed his celly
    He told me the whole story over the celly (Brr, hello?)
    Went up on my price, in my pocket like Kelly
    Fucked her in the telly, no I can’t not say who, no telly
    My head gettin’ heavy
    And you know I still got Balmains on my ass (Woo)
    No, I can’t do no Amiris
    Said I’m takin’ trips, long flights, they scary
    She said her birthday in March, okay, cool, so that means you an Aries
    I told her, “Gotta go,” she said, “You serious?”
    Diamonds cold as December, my vibe Sagittarius

    [Chorus: Lil Baby]
    Hold up, who got Backwoods? I need roll up (Haha, period, period, slatt, woo)
    Dior store can’t keep up with me
    I’m spendin’ thousands like money is nothin’ to me
    I’m never comin’ back, them people under me
    Not the fans, yeah, the haters
    Lotta bands on the table
    They say I went commercial, I ain’t know it
    They want me catch a murder, I ain’t goin’ back
    Play myself and my position, who doin’ that?

    [Verse 3: Lil Baby]
    I can switch up and come back another way
    If the vibe ain’t right, come back another day
    Biggest dripper, I start up a tidal wave
    Remix weed, we put it in a microwave
    Batch for twenty-three like I know Michael J
    He can say what he want, but he gotta pay
    Used to hide all the guns where my mama stay
    Sell my drugs ’round the corner
    I pay all these bills, I’m a grownup
    My cars a lil’ different, I own ’em
    I ain’t with no leasin’, my bitch tellin’ me I need credit
    It’s loud and clear if I said it
    I come from the gutter, I spent me a hundred on Chevys
    You can take me out the hood, but you can’t take the hood out of me
    Know the hood proud of me
    I Givenchyed my tee, went and upgrade my teeth
    Yeah, I dropped out of school, but that paper on me

    [Chorus: Lil Baby]
    Hold up, who got Backwoods? I need roll up
    Dior store can’t keep up with me
    I’m spendin’ thousands like money is nothin’ to me
    I’m never comin’ back, them people under me
    Not the fans, yeah, the haters
    Lotta bands on the table
    They say I went commercial, I ain’t know it
    They want me catch a murder, I ain’t goin’ back
    Play myself and my position, who doin’ that?


    Künstler:
    Lil BabyLil Uzi Vert


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