SkubaRu
Sada Baby
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(You stupid ass lil' boy) That what time it is, mm Then we gon' slide bitch Oh, that what time it is, mm What type of time I'm on Yeah, ayy Ooh, bitch, that's what time it is Go open up that trap, we got all kind of bricks, huh Hmm, nigga, got all kind of shit If cuz don't pull up on me with it, we gon' slide then, huh Say them Perkies got me wired up, I'm fired up, huh Know my people got them pipes, tell we iced up, huh Can't no lame nigga divide us, get tired of it, yeah I'm really rockin' with my brothers, ain't no talkin' 'bout it You got a problem with my niggas, you can't walk around us I up that chopper on a nigga, be done got a body I put some money on his head, I be done bought a body, yeah I put that bitch to his ass and say he saw somebody Can't do no witnesses, my niggas out here bossin', baby We shoot at bitches too, my nigga be done offed a lady Offed your best friend, like, "Go, best friend" We brackin' bricks down, nigga, that soft go crazy Movin' hand-to-hand, we need them band bands I been servin' grams, bitch, I been off the eighties Huh, used to have to walk to the station Drop a four, now I feel like I can walk a Mercedes But I ain't 'bout to walk a damn thing 'less you pay me That don't mean I'm lazy, I just know I'm workin' I just whipped a baby, my mans 'nem just burped it Ayy, huh They say that red zone back, but it ain't never left I gave Jonboi some dap, now we can heavy press I put my squad on the map, now we won't never stress I'm liftin' all my niggas up, feel like the devil left I know them demons still here, 'cause we been bangin' with 'em Cuttin' snake niggas off and we ain't hangin' with 'em Just left Swerve B-day dinner, told him, "Thank you, nigga" "You had me 'round some millionaires, I know I'm able, nigga" I see some M's in my future, I'ma make 'em, nigga I need them Belaire bottles with my face up in 'em, yeah I need my own Rap Snacks, I can't play with niggas Big mansion out of state, I can't stay with niggas, yeah Text Lauper in the stu' like I grew up with him I was movin' Cyndi Lauper 'fore I knew that nigga, yeah I ain't beefin' with that boy, I'ma just shoot that nigga If wild man hop out on you, what you think gon' happen? He don't rap at all, you better not just think I'm rappin', huh He don't scrap at all, you better not just think we scrappin', uh It's gon' sound like he clappin', better not think he clappin', yeah That's that AR with that fully automatic action jam Be done slid so quick, feelin' like we scammed him He was prayin' to his god, my lil' nigga shammed him His daddy was a jive turkey, so we had to ham him I ain't got time for nothin' else, this what type of time I'm on, huh Ooh, bitch, that's what time it is Go open up that trap, we got all kind of bricks, huh Hmm, nigga, got all kind of shit If cuz don't pull up on me with it, we gon' slide then, huh Say them Perkies got me wired up, I'm fired up, huh Know my people got them pipes, tell we iced up, huh Can't no lame nigga divide us, get tired of it, yeah I'm really rockin' with my brothers, ain't no talkin' 'bout it
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Written by: Casada Aaron Sorrell
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