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Dominique Jones (born December 3, 1994) known professionally as Lil Baby, is an American rapper from Atlanta, Georgia. He is best known for his songs "Freestyle", "Yes Indeed" and "Drip Too Hard", the latter two peaking at number 6 and 4 respectively on the Billboard Hot 100 chart. more »

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(Tay Keith this too hard)
(Tay Keith, f*ck these niggas up)

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 on a store run and get rubber bands
I done got rich, I done put on my mans
Choppas 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' them
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 run this shit, I can do what I want
And it's really a limit, you do what you can
I found the groove and I put that shit up
'Fore I run out of cash, they're 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 He 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't relate to me 'cause I be poppin'
And put in they face, let them 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'

Hold up, who got Backwood? 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 out my position, who doin' that?

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
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 8 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 Crock-Pot 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
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, it's December, my vibe Sagittarius

Hold up, who got Backwood? 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 out my position, who doin' that?

I can switch up and come back another way
Yeah, the vibe ain't right, come back another day
Biggest dripper, I start up a tidal wave
We mix 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
Send my drugs 'round the corner
I pay all these bills, I'm a grown up
My cars look 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 spend me a hundred on Chevy's
You can take me out the hood
But you can't take the hood out of me
Know the hood proud of me
I Givenchy my tee, went and upgrade my teeth
Yeah I dropped out of school, but that paper on me

Hold up, who got Backwood? I need roll up
Dior store can't keep up with me
I'm spendin' thousand 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 out my position, who doin' that?

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