Baby $hit

[Intro] The world is uncivilized, and these are our works Champ (What's up? What's up?) James Brown, nicotine (Yo, yo) Cocaine (Okay, there we go, yeah, yeah, yeah) Ayy, man, don't never fuck with a nigga that— That don't get girls (Yeah, yeah) The nigga always gon' be jealous of you (Yeah) I swear to God, on my mama, nigga Yeah, yeah [Chorus] Yeah, ain't nobody ever gave me shit, I had to take this shit, go get your paper, bitch Rappin', potty trainin' every mornin', ho, I'm cookin' dope and cleanin' baby shit Versace robe drapin' like a nigga got a cape, but I can never save a bitch Fuckin' ball player baby mamas hit me when them niggas play the Lakers, bitch [Bridge] We don't do no postin' or no name taggin' California blow, she got a 'caine habit I don't want the pussy if the gang had it Was a ho before she got the same habit Hold on, do no postin' or no name taggin' Dope and cocaina got my name brackin' I don't sell a whip, I let the gang have it Got a pocket full of dead slave masters (Yeah) [Verse 1] Get that white and I beat it up like I'm Mike Drop a broke man, a nigga can't be like Mike Share the dick, man, a bitch gotta sacrifice Diamonds in my shit look like some flashin' lights Presidential, I flooded that bitch with ice Cougar pussy, I fuck a rich nigga wife Doja Cat let me hit from the byke, byke Porsche engine, that bitch in the byke, byke Louie luggage, that sit in the front trunk Uncle threw Forgiato on Dodge trucks Throw VL out the window, I'm mobbed up Hit that proper until that bitch locked up Dinner plate, my shit porcelain, rocked up R.I.P Robert Davis, we chopped up Screw a bitch in the drop with the top up (With the top up) [Chorus] Yeah, ain't nobody ever gave me shit, I had to take this shit Go get your paper, bitch Flew a ho like 20 hours just to have a threesome with my new Australian bitch Versace robe drapin' like a nigga got a cape, but I can never save a bitch Everyday I get an internet threat, boy, these niggas soft as baby shit [Verse 2] Give them 36's to my side piece 40 milometer on the timepiece Take a ho to brunch and get mimosa drunk She give me sloppy toppy on massage seats Keep them yucky bitches from around me Feel like Usher, ho, 'cause you remind me Of a bitch I used to fuck with when I was broke but now my 750 got massage seats, uh Get that white and I beat it up, like I'm Mike Drop a broke man, a nigga can't be like Mike Share the dick, man, a bitch gotta sacrifice Diamonds in my shit look like some flashin' lights Presidential, I flooded that bitch with ice Cougar pussy, I fuck a rich nigga wife Doja Cat let me hit from the byke, byke I'll be right back [Chorus] Yeah, ain't nobody ever gave me shit, I had to take this shit Go get your paper, bitch Rappin', potty trainin' every mornin', ho I'm cookin' dope, be cleanin' baby shit Versace robe drapin' like a nigga got a cape, but I can never save a bitch The streets is tryna judge a niggas music Tell the pussy niggas suck a baby dick, bitch [Outro] Yeah, yeah yeah (Nothin' else to say, bitch, gang) (Yeah, yeah) You know why I love to sell a ton of drugs in Harlem, Bumpy? It's not 'cause of the money, why? 'Cause every miserable street junkie Every skinny who goes to bed hungry because his momma is workin' for a fix Every nigga baby born with a "habit" Makes me happy, makes my heart sing