He say you can get the biggest Chanel bag in the store if wanna
Lil baby ain't normal
Dress it up make it real if it's formal
Show me your deep side when it's storming
Lil baby get 'A' for performance
You got swag no garments
I stay in my bag arguing
I can't sell out no bargain
In the trap with the rich niggas yea
You done turned to a bitch nigga yea
Put some in the air think clear
No sir I don't have fear
Niggas gave up when the smoked disappeared
Thru it all stayed top tier
Ima thug I don't drop tears
All gang no opps here
We don't trust niggas got the Glock near
Misery come in 3s Paul Pierce's
No money out got all in
Tryna flip to m
I can give a f*ck about yo bm
If you lend a hand I lend limb
Tryna run it up off this pen
F*ck what they say I don't hear em
I been wanting this shit for awhile now
All my dawgs gone eat they gone chow down
You lil bitches is peasants you gotta bow down
I'm on my way up check that's stats now
I been wanting this shit for awhile now
All my dawgs gone eat they gone chow down
You lil bitches is peasants you gotta bow down
I'm on my way up check that's stats now
Chayla Ali - Lil Baby Lyrics
Chayla Ali - Lil Baby Lyrics
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He say you can get the biggest Chanel bag in the store if wanna
Lil baby ain't normal
Dress it up make it real if it's formal
Show me your deep side when it's storming
Lil baby get 'A' for performance
You got swag no garments
I stay in my bag arguing
I can't sell out no bargain
In the trap with the rich niggas yea
You done turned to a bitch nigga yea
Put some in the air think clear
No sir I don't have fear
Niggas gave up when the smoked disappeared
Thru it all stayed top tier
Ima thug I don't drop tears
All gang no opps here
We don't trust niggas got the Glock near
Misery come in 3s Paul Pierce's
No money out got all in
Tryna flip to m
I can give a f*ck about yo bm
If you lend a hand I lend limb
Tryna run it up off this pen
F*ck what they say I don't hear em
I been wanting this shit for awhile now
All my dawgs gone eat they gone chow down
You lil bitches is peasants you gotta bow down
I'm on my way up check that's stats now
I been wanting this shit for awhile now
All my dawgs gone eat they gone chow down
You lil bitches is peasants you gotta bow down
I'm on my way up check that's stats now
Lil baby ain't normal
Dress it up make it real if it's formal
Show me your deep side when it's storming
Lil baby get 'A' for performance
You got swag no garments
I stay in my bag arguing
I can't sell out no bargain
In the trap with the rich niggas yea
You done turned to a bitch nigga yea
Put some in the air think clear
No sir I don't have fear
Niggas gave up when the smoked disappeared
Thru it all stayed top tier
Ima thug I don't drop tears
All gang no opps here
We don't trust niggas got the Glock near
Misery come in 3s Paul Pierce's
No money out got all in
Tryna flip to m
I can give a f*ck about yo bm
If you lend a hand I lend limb
Tryna run it up off this pen
F*ck what they say I don't hear em
I been wanting this shit for awhile now
All my dawgs gone eat they gone chow down
You lil bitches is peasants you gotta bow down
I'm on my way up check that's stats now
I been wanting this shit for awhile now
All my dawgs gone eat they gone chow down
You lil bitches is peasants you gotta bow down
I'm on my way up check that's stats now
Writer: Chayla Hendon
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