MR. BABA!

Told my bro don't trip Got a stack of chips I'm about to flip I told my bro don't quit Got a whole lot of sticks up in this bitch Need a ap buss down on my wrist I swear I can't wait till I'm rich And I'm here with the gang we taking risks Them boys they fake you know we legit Oh oh Mr. Baba Oh oh Mr. Baba Oh oh oh Mr. Baba Need them diamonds yea they cuddling Speak up why them lil nigga keep on mumbling I slept on da floor swear I was struggling Now my racks doubling doubling Now look I'm in my element Now look I want the vetements Cut my old ones off The benjamins my only friends I just made a hit And I'll do it again I just fucked that bitch Now I want her friend Need a coupe with the trunk In the front like an elephant Who better than me than me I'm sipping that lean with elegance see While eating some delicacy Oh oh Mr. baba Oh oh Mr. baba Oh oh Mr. baba Oh oh Mr. baba