[Intro]

(Von Classic)

[Verse 1: Babys World]

Feelin' like Ox, got me layin' on the floor with a chop

I was chillin' in the kitchen, all I heard was a knock

Niggas sittin' on them bricks, I was servin' the blocks

Niggas snitchin' with permission, they done turned into cops

[Verse 2: Tay B]

Ayy, ayy

Treat you like them marble floors, boy, and I'll get you mopped

Stop always askin' where I'm at, you know I'm on the block

I don't pop no fuckin' pills, boy, but I'll get you popped

Askin' what's on my feet, them the shoes with the locks

[Verse 3: Babys World]

Bitch, I'm swervin' for a purpose, 'bout to burn me an opp

Closed curtain, short service, niggas sayin' I'm hot

A nigga really runnin' circles 'round this yay in the spot

These niggas silly, droppin' purple, actin' gay with a pop

[Verse 4: Tay B]

I don't drink no fuckin' lean, but today, I'm off a three

You probably think she a fuckin' queen, but shе with me

She say that I'm a blessing, yеah, I make bitches sneeze

She say you a stressing, yeah, you make bitches leave

We not switchin' up the bag, nigga, consistency

You be switchin' P's, y'all lame niggas switchin' teams

Got a bald-head fiend, call that nigga Mr. Clean

He come twice a week and he spend like eight G's

[Verse 5: Babys World]

Twelve pints in one week, I done touched eleven fees

Young nigga stay with money, droppin' hundreds when I sneeze

Say somethin', lil' nigga, eight hundred for these jeans

Break one? Stop frontin', come and get the whole P

Took loads to the V, you was bold in the street

Put mold on your freak, touch souls on the beat

Played roles like I'm Meech, stay strong, I'm a beast

Dead wrong, I should preach

[Verse 6: Tay B]

She give me head while I'm sleep, nigga

Fuck that, you ain't fuckin' with my bad day

Pull that chopper out and send a nigga on a fast break

Dump on you pussy-ass niggas like an ashtray

You gon' let that bitch go and trap you like you Ashtray

[Verse 7: Babys World]

Caught up in my way, you just walkin' down my pathway

Brung up like I'm paid, I'm just talkin' in a bad way

Bossin' like Dwayne, I'm just ballin' at a fast rate

Poppin' that champagne, I'm exhausted on a bad day

[Refrain: Babys World & Tay B]

Ayy, spent thirty on my wrist (Look at it, nigga)

Drop thirty in the bitch (Got a cook habit)

Pops forty and he rich (Been had it)

Pop shorty, now he sick (Uh, uh)

Spent thirty on my wrist (Look at it, nigga)

Drop thirty in the bitch (Got a cook habit)

Pops forty and he rich (Been had it)

Pop shorty, now he sick (Uh, uh)

[Outro]

(Von Classic)