Baby Bro

Lyrics

[Chorus: 88Camino] Now they want my bag, they want my quote Now they want a band, they want a- Now they want my bag, they want my quote Now they want my bag, they want my- They ain't wanted me, they want my bro They ain't wanted me, they want my woe They ain't wanted me, they want my ho They ain't wanted me when I was broke Now they want my bag, they want my dope Wonder what my bag is, what I smoke Wonder what my swag is, who I rope Now they want my bag, they want my quote They ain't wanted me, they want my bro They ain't wanted me, they want my woe Never wanted me, they want my ho Never wanted me when I was broke [Verse 1: 88Camino] Then I hop out a brand new drop Pull up to the function and your bitch is on my jock I don't bop, I just lean like I'm Joc Diddy Bop, wait, I mean Milly Rock How the fuck you flex, you flying coach Used to be a player, now I'm coach Balenciaga jeans, you in Coach Diamonds mad at me, yeah, they choke They didn't want me, they want my neck I be pouring Act', you pouring 'Tech Engine in the back, what is next? This is not an act, it's a flex [Chorus: 88Camino] Now they want my bag, they want my quote Now they want a band, they want a- Now they want my bag, they want my quote Now they want my bag, they want my- They ain't wanted me, they want my bro They ain't wanted me, they want my woe They ain't wanted me, they want my ho They ain't wanted me when I was broke Now they want my bag, they want my dope Wonder what my bag is, what I smoke Wonder what my swag is, who I rope Now they want my bag, they want my quote They ain't wanted me, they want my bro They ain't wanted me, they want my woe Never wanted me, they want my ho Never wanted me when I was broke [Verse 2: Derek Wise] Peephole, shoot it like a free throw Cee-Lo, like my hundreds neat, though Peephole, .40 while I sleep, ho Sippin' lean, take the private jet to Heathrow They didn't want the boy that playin' hopscotch Now they want the boy in Saint Laurent, yeah Switching up on friends like, "What you want?", yeah I remember bagging dope to make a comma Saucin', watch a hater intervene They wasn't there when I was hustlin' with my team So now the Bentley be a coupe, no limousine (Skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr) Chanel all on my bitch, no rockin' the McQueen (No) Hold up, wait a minute, outta time Pressure brought the diamonds, they go blind Pull up in the Bentley with my slime They tryna fuck the squad so they could climb Glam Boy in the picture like a pageant Used to be a savage, do the damage Shooter brought the sticks like this shit campin' (This shit campin') Catch me out in public, that's not happening (Nah) [Chorus: 88Camino] Now they want my bag, they want my quote Now they want a band, they want a- Now they want my bag, they want my quote Now they want my bag, they want my- They ain't want me, they want my bro They ain't want me, they want my woe They ain't want me, they want my ho They ain't want me when I was broke