BABI CRASHOUT

[Intro]
Life is rage, life is rage, yeah

[Chorus]
I'm not talkin', I'm the one, no denyin', I'm the one (Yeah, yeah)
I be walkin', honey bun, I'm addicted to the sun (babi garments)
I don't go to the club and throw petty ones
I might run my tonka over anyone
Babi crash out on like anyone
I'm with shooters everywhere
Soon as I walked in, it was felt
Got too much pape, my pockets overfilled
I'm with your girlfriend, tied her hair
I'm with your mans, put him in a pack
Pushin' that Cat, send your mans to hell
I never seen you post a single rack
I never seen you post a double stack
babigarments OD off of the thrax
I'm the babi vamp, yeah, I baby back
Post-traumatic money, babi got cash
Oh, you [?] and you broke, that's a fact
I don't fight I just tote [?]
GGG, punch it from the back
Had your bitch, I was breaking her back

[Verse]
Woah, where your numbers at?
Money trampoline but it could never flop
I don't Tetris but we gone hit the block
And we wet shit up like a mini mop
You was pressed on a bop, she a triple thot
Passed her right to the bro, he was in and out
How you up but you can't bring no fans out?
Never been the type to put my hands out
Babi Crashout, Babi Flashout
I just dash out, pull a tab out
Babi act out, bring them racks out
I got blue cheese, babi new jeans
Rick Owen new jeans
Got these niggas hatin', they like [?]
And my opp burnt, turned to loose leaf
I done ran a honey bun off a shroom
And she know I'm [?] just like some [?]
White diamonds, we don't need no license
babigarments, I got blues like em
Hide the stick, tell the girl to switcheroo
Coughin', sneezin', I got money, money flu
Who are you? babigarments, I'm a troop
Automatic sticks and auto swag too
Call of Duty, I might go and flash the roof
Balenciaga, better not step up on the shoes
You my opp, but you broke, I might snooze
Babi Crash, Babi Crashout on you
Fucked your hoe one time
But I didn't hit her sister
But I put her on the list too

[Chorus]
I'm not talkin', I'm the one, no denyin', I'm the one (Yeah, yeah)
I be walkin', honey bun, I'm addicted to the sun (babi garments)
I don't go to the club and throw petty ones
I might run my tonka over anyone
Babi crash out on like anyone
I'm with shooters everywhere
Soon as I walked in, it was felt
Got too much pape, my pockets overfilled
I'm with your girlfriend, tied her hair
I'm with your mans, put him in a pack
Pushin' that Cat, send your mans to hell
I never seen you post a single rack
I never seen you post a double stack
babigarments OD off of the thrax
I'm the babi vamp, yeah, I baby back
Post-traumatic money, babi got cash
Oh, you [?] and you broke, that's a fact
I don't fight I just tote [?]
GGG, punch it from the back
Had your bitch, I was breaking her back