Baby Boy

Lyrics

[Chorus: Lil Keed] I just spent a hundred on a fuckin' Rollie Hundred thousand on shoes, I ain't standin' on Forgies Yeah (Yeah), F&N, yeah, my brother totin' it (Yeah) I ain't cryin' 'bout no bitch, I ain't never Judy (Hoo) Yeah, special-made K, came with lion on it (Hoo, hoo, hoo, I'm just sayin') I was drippin' Margiela early morning (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Yes, I'm blessed the fuck up, ain't stand my opponent And the foreign red, havin' two miles on it [Verse 1: Lil Keed] Yeah, bad bitch came with a rear We Atlanta gangsters, hell nah, we don't need no grill What you bangin'? Is you gon' spazz out for real? Yeah, hit him with that K and watch him drop tail, yeah Yeah, I swear to God, keep it real, yeah Every shoe, you name it, I got it, I'm for real, yeah Yeah, I'm poppin', I'm trendin' topic, I'm for real, yeah Know when the Drac' gets poppin', we gon' kill, yeah Here to make money, I ain't tryna know your last name Yes, a nigga pimpin', baby girl, I don't need no cane I'm in LA vibin' and these hoes (Woah), they want cocaine Shit, who hang? No I'm on the rise, high below eyes Yeah, presidential style with a presidential vibe (Yeah) Yeah, Cartier, face blue, it's all skies (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, we throw 'em up and bust 'em up outside [Chorus: Lil Keed] I just spent a hundred on a fuckin' Rollie Hundred thousand on shoes, I ain't standin' on Forgies Yeah (Yeah), F&N (Yeah, yeah), yeah, my brother totin' it (Yeah) I ain't cryin' 'bout no bitch, I ain't never Judy (Yeah, yeah, hoo) Yeah, special-made K, came with lion on it (Hoo, hoo, hoo, I'm just sayin') I was drippin' Margiela early morning (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Yes, I'm blessed the fuck up, ain't stand my opponent And the foreign red, havin' two miles on it [Verse 2: Lil Keed] I drip Margielas Clip long, checkin' measures Creep at night like a bedbug Yeah, I'm countin' bands at the teller Yeah, yeah, yeah Grab a chopper, then he Kill Bill Yeah, this ho too hot, but she need a chill pill Throwin' money on these hoes, they gon' tilt you Kickin' back with these lows, drinkin' Belaire These niggas whack rappers, they can't compare These niggas middle-class, ain't talkin' McNair [Chorus: Lil Keed] I just spent a hundred on a fuckin' Rollie Hundred thousand on shoes, I ain't standin' on Forgies Yeah (Yeah), F&N, yeah, my brother totin' it (Yeah) I ain't cryin' 'bout no bitch, I ain't never Judy (Yeah, yeah, hoo) Yeah, special-made K, came with lion on it (Hoo, I'm just sayin') I was drippin' Margiela early morning (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Yes, I'm blessed the fuck up, ain't stand my opponent And the foreign red, havin' two miles on it [Outro: Lil Keed] Yeah, you know the kid bossin' up on life Yeah, you know a big stick come through my ride Yeah, yeah Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo (I just said) Yeah, yeah, yeah