
Told lil' baby I'ma splurge
Can I hit it, is it for sure?
She say I gotta splurge
Spend some lil' money on her, yuh
Take, take, take her out to eat — what's your order?
Beat it up and record it
Only if it's for life, I might just Christian Dior ya
I might get it, flip it, and pack it, transport it
I might get it, flip it, and pack it, transport it
I might get it, flip it, and pack it, transport it
I just want that kitty as bald as Joe Budden
That bitch is crazy as fuck, yeah, she put the tracker on buddy
I whoop everybody ass, you leave if you lucky
Push this bitch like a buggy
I swear this lil' shit get ugly
This lil' big body, big body
This lil' wide body chubby
We can hit 'bout it, hit 'bout it
Man, this shit would get bloody
She not a gold digger
'Cause if I have it, don't mean none
She do a trick like a wizard
Even though it's little, it still jump
And I told her—
Told lil' baby I'ma splurge
Can I hit it, is it for sure?
She say I gotta splurge
Spend some lil' money on her, yuh
Take, take, take her out to eat — what's your order?
Beat it up and record it
Only if it's for life, I might just Christian Dior ya
I might get it, flip it, and pack it, transport it
I might get it, flip it, and pack it, transport it
I might get it, flip it, and pack it, transport it
I might get it, flip it, and pack it, transport it
I might get it, flip it, and pack it, transport it
And these niggas be fake, they the epitome
Of bologna
Might be a gorilla nigga, Jumanji
A red dot, it ain't none to polka dot 'em
Or punch a knot in it, rock a nigga like Miley
It's silver in the mouth, but a nigga don't got no smiley
And gold lookin' like I done pissed or went mining
Walked up in this bitch, I'm clean as fuck without no stylist
Told shawty just keep it a buck, just be Giannis
Would you leave a nigga straight up if the boy ain't have no wallet?
I been on the grind, bitch, I been climbing
I been tryna find the perfect timing
I was hittin' so much rounds, I was gettin' drowsy all behind it
I was hittin' so much, I was gettin' sleepy in that
Punani — I told baby three more hours and I'm dying
And I'm quick to knuckle up when it ain't time to swing that iron
And bitch, you not a Leo, so why the fuck you lyin'?
I get the cheese, cheddar, Cheeto — and you quick to change your mind
Told lil' baby I'ma splurge
Can I hit it, is it for sure?
She say I gotta splurge
Spend some lil' money on her, yuh