Baby Smoove
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Baby Smoove & Veeze
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[Intro]
Yeah, ayy
Yeah
Think it's time to kick the cup (Yeah)
I'm on a first class flight just so I can—
(Meech)
[Verse]
How many of 'em can you get? How many do you got?
I'm on a first class flight just so I can pick a crop
Nigga, this a Hellcat, I ain't stoppin' for them cops (Haha)
Shit, I did it on my own, some niggas need a cosign
Niggas know what we be on, you'll die, you touch mine
You can't get no free verse, I make dog shit off mine
This a real two seater so the seats don't recline
Let yo' bitch drive the coupe, she got a Fusion 09'
Shit, I got so many cars, I could start a Enterprise
I ain't hold nigga's hands, ain't nobody hold mine
I can't name one nigga who bought me studio time
You can't stare at VVS's, you'll really go blind
It's too many grown men who out here movin' like bitches
It's a lot of gown men who really out here snitchin'
Bitch, you can leave or you can stay, it don't make no difference
Money don't make you real, we'll take yo' chicken
I looked at you like my brother, that shit hurt my feelin's
I get high like my grandma when she high off prescription
Spent two-thousand on this bag and it's too small for the pistol
I had to hit you with this chopper 'cause I swear that you miss us
See me, I'm a old rich ass nigga
Always Amiri wearing with a F&N
If you tied in with the gang then just know that you official
Fuck around and make me mad, the Franchise get you
She gon' suck, suck, suck 'til she covered in my juice
All I smoke is exotic, this shit taste like some Skittles
I promise when you die, ain't nobody gon' miss you
Somebody tell the real to come back 'cause I miss you
I'm at Neiman's for the new shit, in here with two sticks
Before we left out for shows, boy, we been on road trips
Broke nigga give it up, boy, you stuck on old shit
Don't give a fuck what you have when you ain't got shit
Bartendin' with the drink, yeah, I got a cold mix
I'ma always love Apple for they lil' white bricks
Bakin' real turtle pies, you will never taste this
Lil' nigga you a crumb, you do lil' boy shit
You can keep your lil' ho, she ain't even make my list
A deuce of Wock' in the toilet every time I take a piss
I got hoes who do whatever just for me like a pimp
Oh for real, bro, he dead? I can't believe it was him
Phenergan was written by Baby Smoove.
Phenergan was produced by Michigan Meech.
Baby Smoove released Phenergan on Sat Jul 18 2020.