Baby Joker
Young Dolph, Key Glock
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(Let the band play) Whole lot of camouflage shit in the driveway Plug look like Baby Joker on Next Friday Blue gas in the Demon, now I'm gettin' sideways Blue racks on me, I been havin' shit my way 18-wheeler loaded, fresh up off the highway All week long she been begging me to ride me Carbon one-fifth and it's right here beside me Cut a nigga off if I find out he lied to me That's something you just don't do, okay? Trust is everything, make sure we keep that, yeah Dolph, why you f*ck all that money off all on your boys? Bitch, 'cause them my niggas (the gang) Did all this shit straight up out of my pocket Didn't need no crack, I'm that nigga (it's Dolph) You ain't never had to move 'cause your spot too hot You ain't never shot a nigga, you ain't never got shot You ain't never ran into your ex-bitch in the park Hit the automatic start and flexed on her in the drop (drop-top) Maison Margiela attire (uh) I heard you a vagina buyer (trick) I run with the hustlers and snipers (uh) Another seven digit wire (uh) Dope boy, retro, Michaels (uh) I been ridin' 'round with my rifle (uh) I know some trappers and swipers (uh) I'm the shit, I'm still in diapers (uh) She ride it like a motorcycle (uh) I fucked her good and fucked her life up (uh) Ain't none of these niggas like us (nah) Huh, Dolph You know these niggas hatin', Dolph No cap Yeah, yeah Ayy, f*ck 'em let 'em hate, I'ma keep gettin' paid (f*ck 'em) Cocky ass nigga and I'm stuck in my ways Designered down and I'm still wearing J's I'm 'bout to get a Cullinan, I couldn't get the Wraith (yeah, yeah) Big boy double R, it's on the way (skrrt) Or I might switch it up and put a Cutlass on eights (the f*ck?) I pull up, hop out, look at they face (uh) Yeah, this young nigga Key Glock goin' crazy (glock) I been gettin' so much cake, uh (what?) I can barely keep up what the f*ck I make (yeah) Goddamn, think I gotta get a new safe (new safe) Out of rubber bands 'cause this shit kept breaking (kept breaking) Yeah, I'm the man, the man with the plan (uh) Pull up in the van, slide the door back and blam (skrrt) Four-fifty rounds on the nightstand (uh) Everybody know that Glocks don't jam (jam) Yeah, f*ck what you heard, yeah, you heard what I'm sayin' (f*ck you) Yeah, Paper Route Business got drums, rock band (paper) Yeah, runnin' this shit, tell them niggas stop playing (stop) Yeah, young nigga hot, need to cut on the fan (hot) It's a whole lot of camouflage shit in the driveway Plug look like Baby Joker on Next Friday (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Blue gas in the Demon, now I'm gettin' sideways (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Blue racks on me, I been havin' shit my way (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) 18-wheeler loaded, fresh up off the highway All week long she been begging me to ride me Carbon one-fifth and it's right here beside me Cut a nigga off if I find out he lied to me (bitch, bitch)
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Written by: Adolph Thornton, Krishon Gaines, Markeyvuis Cathey
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