Baby Mama

J’évolue dans le j’évolue dans le mal et sans mon daron
Je veux m’en aller, loin d’ici moi j'voulais du son et que ça
Et pour mon avenir j'anticipe !
Serabeu fais que du sale
J'vais leurs faire goûter le sol

Mes vrais serab viennent de Marseille
Lumière éclairée par soleil

Vide le pochon quand j'te parle
J'vais rien vider viens on s'tape
La guerre c’est vous qui la faites
Tout est gore

Flow martien parisien des states
J'suis gainé charismé j’ai style
2017 première mixtape

J'vais faire péter l’compte en banque
Pour te faire fermer ton bec
Si tu teminik on te nique t’a compris on fais tout pour l’papier

Ma baby mama c’est ma baby mama
Ta baby mama c’est ma baby mama

Rado the bill up boy, it’s Premo when I fill up
Pop what I pop, but I’m a snake so it might kill ya
You in my ear, so tell me if you got a mill up
(Be)fore I take niggas advice, I wanna hear you spell margiela

You’s a stupid motherfucker... just like his brothers
You can’t sell it if it’s stepped on... pack from the gutter
She Wanna go back where we left off, I had to cut her
That boy, he loved her when she pressed on... damn he a sucker

Man can’t you get it by your damn self? this shit like butter
Guala move, it come in easy dawg... I used to suffer
Now I’m splurging in a titty bar, on half an upper
Niggas weak, they got a brittle walk, and like to hover

I think these niggas played the wrong cards
And I’m all in cause all I wanted was an audemar
I need some guala for the fam and I need all the cars
I whip this shit like it’s my last, I think I’m seein stars, I needa whip wit stars

Moving fast, don't wait up
Got the pack, scale it up
Honey bad, gettin nuts
Cause my pockets weight is up
Hit her fast, then I cut
Do the dash, run it up
Rado keep it hunnid buck
Count a hunnid paper cuts