Letras
Yuh
Ok ok
Yuh
Ok ok
B a b y b o n e better watch your back
S i x
I rep I put the whole gang on the map
Time
I got plenty problems
I got one too many
Bentley swerving through my city
Keep a couple of killers with me
Bitch my back hurt
So bend it backwards
No commitment
Don't need no passwords
My first bitch
She got way too plastered
My last bitch said she love me
Then left me lonely like a bastard
Reaching for the Glock 9
They preaching like a pastor
I just want my bread boy
You could take the last word
I just want some head
Keep that pussy in your pants girl
Ok ok
You see that bible on my dashboard
20 in pants a 45 tucked in my jansport
Rolling rolling bet they think it's stolen
Folding dead presidents my pockets swollen
Rolling rolling bet they think it's stolen
B a b y b o n e dade county soldier
Rolling rolling bet they think it's stolen
Folding dead presidents my pockets swollen
Rolling rolling bet they think it's stolen
B a b y b o n e dade county soldier
Legend in my city need a statue in my backyard
Catch me at the Biltmore playing tennis with my bodyguard
Bitch I'm on that fly shit
Come take a ride with
Know you been missing out
Got my millions in my pocket
I feel like T I in that V I P
I be outside bitch
I used to whip around a fiat
Work a kiosk
Running laps around these pions
Feel like Dion you know what I be on
Chopper singing Celine Dion
Bout to get my key and peele on
At the bank
Laughing
Climbing up the ranks
They say money don't make you happy
So I blew it all away