Lyrics

Mano Baby you a Barbie She treat me like her Ken I was working hard see He keep on going in She say Bachdoor do you love me I say well it depends Used to trap I was trapped in That was back to back, back then Got a lil bit smarter I just be taking my shit no pen I told him place his order Hurry up and buy like we Korean Give bae bae my daughter Pat Ron I wasn't drinking gin I think I got a disorder Yea Ay ay I'm tryna get them M's Till then I can't rest She sent a text SOS Obsessed with my flesh Give me head for my stress Hermes cross her chest He dead wanna come check Give her kids on a jet I was just still with my tec Kus they still sending threats A bad bitch had walked past C4 Had to yell like Tourette's I don't know none Mr. Officer Can't tell from no sketch Ay can I fuck her she say yes She put me to a test The juugs was coming from right to left These niggas be plotting on my success Ay modern day C Wallace yes But Four wasn't talking about no death Highspeed but they ain't caught me yet This bad bitch still ain't called me yet Said bae I'll get you outta debt Fuck two times where my water at My bitch I can't not call her that Ay I was in love with all of that Ay I was in love with all these straps And double cups and thunder claps It was junkies standing in front the trap Said he took some from C4 it's cap Baby you a Barbie She treat me like her Ken I was working hard see He keep on going in She say Bachdoor do you love me I say well it depends Used to trap I was trapped in That was back to back, back then Got a lil bit smarter I just be taking my shit no pen I told him place his order Hurry up and buy like we Korean Give bae bae my daughter Pat Ron I wasn't drinking gin I think I got a disorder Bitch said she fucked Four that's cap I was serving that, ain't no discount Shut the fuck up bitch fore I lose my count It was two lil bitches on my couch Son say Daddy can we go to the bouncy house right now Yea yea we can go right now Pop that perc bite down First they hate you Then they love you Then they hate you again Then they love you again But I wasn't stun no friends Couple bitches ina spot they called a ton of friends It was just me and my brothers, bloodas Skudders, closest family kin Baby you a Barbie She treat me like her Ken I was working hard see He keep on going in She say Bachdoor do you love me I say well it depends Used to trap I was trapped in That was back to back, back then Got a lil bit smarter I just be taking my shit no pen I told him place his order Hurry up and buy like we Korean Give bae bae my daughter Pat Ron I wasn't drinking gin I think I got a disorder
Writer(s): Justin Trayle Bell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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