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All In By Lil Baby Cook that s--- up, Quay My momma been told me don’t give no poor performance And whatever you gon’ do, just do it Never thought ’bout doin’ music I was tryna build my phone up Contact full of drug abusers Ridin’ around with that mask tryna figure out what my cousin doin’ Prison with the Migos, found out they was sellin’ bricks Wish I woulda knew that s---, I woulda been lit Swear to God, since I was seventeen, I been hood rich I be at James Harden house, I’m all in Houston, in the mix I’m talkin’ ’bout spare time in New York, I buy floor seats to watch the Knicks And I don’t even know no players I just wanna show off my new drip and put my chains in layers I might just stand up and go crazy, someone make the lay-up And we ain’t squashin’ s--- for free, you n----- gotta pay us You n----- better pay up, yeah Know he might not beat it, I told the lawyer, “Go for a lighter sentence” I don’t want know no problems with y’all n-----, y’all got women ten

[Intro] Cook that shit up, Quay [Verse 1] My mama been told me don’t give no poor performance And whatever you gon’ do, just do it Never thought ’bout doin’ music I was tryna build my phone up Contact full of drug abusers Ridin’ around with that mask tryna figure out what my cousin doin’ Prison with the Migos, found out they was sellin’ bricks Wish I woulda knew that shit, I woulda been lit Swear to God, since I was seventeen, I been hood rich I be at James Harden house, I’m all in Houston, in the mix I’m talkin’ ’bout spare time in New York, I buy floor seats to watch the Knicks And I don’t even know no players I just wanna show off my new drip and put my chains in layers I might just stand up and go crazy, someone make the lay-up And we ain’t squashin’ shit for free, you niggas gotta pay us You niggas better pay up, yeah Know he might not beat it, I told the lawyer go for a lighter sentence I don’t want know no problems with y’all niggas, y’all got women tendenci

Get Ugly By Lil Baby ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob It can get ugly (Huh) Would you leave or stay like you love me? From the bottom, all I know is the struggle Can’t get no job, so all I know is the hustle Yeah, bankroll gettin’ bigger (N----) Empire gettin’ built up, givin’ racks to the right n---- I can get a pack overnight, ain’t nothin’ like you n----- Sippin’ syrup ’til my body numb, I ain’t tryna catch no feelings I ain’t never bite no n---- She give me brain now ’cause I’m famous I got these chains on, gettin’ tangled I’m in the big Benz, not a Wrangler It’s still a Jeep though, it ain’t cheap, ho I’m just happy they gon’ free Rico Dodgin’ stank hoes and R.I.C.O. I’ma spin a van with them Dracos Probably ridin’ around with Starlito I’ma bust it down with my lil’ bros Buy cars for all of my kinfolk If the sack ever did get low God knows it’s gon’ be a robbery Why the f--- everybody callin’ me? Everybody who left took a part of me Excuse my drip, yeah, pardon me

Heatin Up By Lil Baby (Cook that s--- up, Quay) 4PF look like we hit licks how we sell bricks We don’t sell s---, we just make hits, yeah Turn up Keepin’ my composure, never sober Never chokin’, always smokin doja F--- ’em if they gettin’ over Got a Moncler coat because the kid the coldest I ain’t changed, I stayed the same and maintained It’s safe to say the kid gettin’ older Forever gang, I’m never switchin’ over Made a lane and n----- can’t get over I can’t match with rappers, they be bogus Really get a pack and keep the over Big dripper, stand up in the ocean Everybody trappin’, we get loads in He ain’t 4PF if he ain’t got motion Made a half a ticket off promotion Shout out Swishers Sweet, they keep me rollin’ But if we catch the opp, we gotta smoke him Ridin’ ’round with Dracs like we OVO I got some racks and I want some more Still got them passin’ the hood, call it give-and-go Keep a n---- main b---- in a figure-four Let me f--- when I want, I just come

How By Lil Baby M-M-M-Murda Runnin’ up this money been a freeze (Phew) Flew her and she f--- me ’till she bleed (Uh) She done fell in love, I’m sellin’ dreams I done fell in love with buyin’ jeans (Jeans) And I found a love for sippin’ lean Car got faster than a demon New G-Wagon with no key Put baguettes in my AP I ain’t on playin’ on my debit N----- know I play for keeps Treat my brothers like they me Had to make myself a boss it ain’t no n---- workin’ me I invest a couple mil’ and let my money work for me Know they hate the way it happened, probably somewhere cursin’ me I don’t know nothing ’bout no killin’, all I know is murder beats I got rich and understand my next three cars is gon’ be a lease I ain’t never losin’ sleep about no beef, I roll in peace I put diamonds in my teeth Came from grindin’ in the streets Get a load and break it down and sell it all and then repeat it Pray to God for all the dawgs, man all them need their freedom When I be on TV and

Grace By Lil Baby Got a lotta new flames need ’em blue Three hundred fifty thou’, times that by two New down the roof, I still the sky Peace to my grandma, I still see my guys Hurtin’ this bad must feel like dyin’ Heard a thou’ seven hundred, what you gon’ bet now? Yeah, you used to twerk b----, a vet now Luke, get up, doggy I need you Only n---- made sure that I was eatin’ Free Nef still, n----, RIP Reese Get her nails done, still charge for the feature Baby, we ain’t that, nah, we ain’t this All that f-----’, I don’t do no kiss B---- ain’t s---, word to my n----- All in my mansions (Yeah) B---- really wanna get higher Tell the lil’ hoes I’m Bryson I done hit more s--- than Mike Tyson Get popped, n----, I ain’t doin’ no fight Sendin’ my cash, I ain’t doin’ no right Car too fast, can’t stop at no light I hit the gas, skrrt and I pull off I’m on they a--, I just took a year off She shakin’ her a--, call me when she get off Took half a mil’ for my lil’ bro to g

Live Off My Closet By Lil Baby Who made this beat? Drippin’ Twysted Genius, baby I’m just drippin’ I could live out my closet before I go broke (Broke) I got too many cars, I ain’t carryin’ no note (Note) Too many chains, go to sleep, I might choke (Choke) I be sippin’ on syrup, I ain’t drivin’ no boat (Boat) We in the store, she don’t know which one gold Just be thinkin’ that she slick, but I’m buyin’ ’em both We own Rodeo, lil’ bro got this heater I walk in my crib and buy everyone coats I’m a hyena since everyone goats Tenfold of shooters pull up and they scope I got the drop on the opp, it’s a go I get two hundred racks every night for a show I know it’s a blessin’ Christian Dior, enjoying these livings I just hope I can duck into Heaven I just front on the actress for breakfast, I hope she ain’t missin’ it I just be f-----’ b------, I don’t be textin’ ’em It ain’t no in the middle, shoot the messanger He won’t let nobody get the best of him Oh, you don’t

Same Thing By Lil Baby Tay Keith, f--- these n----- up! I been type of guy she likes since middle school Never thought that I’d get famous, always know that I’d be cool Could’ve been f----- on shawty, I just didn’t wanna be rude Any y’all take diamonds, I want the finest for your jewels And my hitta they be slidin’ up with cameras on my crew I ain’t too bad, I’m somebody, you can Google me I ain’t never worried ’bout what they say that they gon’ to do me I was puttin’ overtime, I’m doin’ numbers like it’s two of me That was back then time change this a new me Money conversations at the table I speak fluently Stay away from bad vibes, I can’t see no n---- doing me Still give her couple thousand, even though she would of did it free She don’t treat me like no rapper ’cause my vibe like I’m in the street I’m one of the top, it ain’t too many guys as real as me I barely get sleep, I’m tryna make sure everybody eat Took a trip to overseas, I’m buyin’ drip in all the curre

Emotionally Scarred By Lil Baby A love letter came through the mail, it said, “I miss you” I ripped it up and flushed with the tissue Try to forget you I ain’t got nothing against you We human, we all got issues But I’m tired of being tired of being tired That part of me done died I see it then I don’t, act like I’m blind I’m confident it won’t be one of mine No emotions come with lies, so I tell the truth all the time Ain’t got no sympathy for no b---- I admit that I’m rich, and I’m lit Jumpin’ up on stages I get 200 of them K’s Bro had really f----- the game up We made n----- shut they trap down They see how I made it, I’m the reason they won’t rap now See me out in traffic, make a hater pull his hat down Them Biggies on G’s salute me A stylist can’t even style me The robbers prolly want to get me I’m hoppin’ out Lamborghinis The [?] turn in my city they try me I get it cracking Some of this would still happen if I never started rapping My people still stead

Commercial By Lil Baby Tay Keith this too hard Tay Keith, f--- these n----- up I paid some [?] before we even come out And don’t even wear it to show I ain’t playin’ I hit that b---- and I gave her some racks And I pull up my pants, she know I ain’t stayin’ Go run the store, run and get rubber bands I done got rich, I done put on my mans Choppas in traffic, that’s just how I’m livin’ They say that I’m trippin’, they wouldn’t understand She take a trip, she come back with a ten I take a trip, I come back with them bands When I was dealin’, it really was killin’ them Had them come pinch, see what I plan She throw a hoodie on soon as we land She don’t like pics, I got too many fans I run this s---, I can do what I want And it’s really a limit, you do what you can I found the booth and I put that s--- up Before I run out of cash, they’re gonna run out of land I fell in love with this b---- ’cause her head was amazing I swear I don’t even know her name I’m ’bout to

Forever By Lil Baby Who made this beat? Twysted Genius, baby [Lil Baby:] If I sell my soul, I’ll take it back, I’m slime forever (Gimme that) I put bust down on the whole gang, we gon’ shine together She got Rollies on her timepiece when she step out, she be flashin’ Whenever we get alone, I give her half and she get nasty My jeans is special edition, Amiri send me these pants And now everybody be tough, is he gangster or he just actin’? Ain’t got no card, don’t do no fraud, seem like all of my b------ plastic Know you n----- don’t want smoke, let’s see who run it up the fastest Keep that fire when I’m cold, I can’t let them catch me lackin’ I don’t know if they think I’m sweet because I’m rappin’ But f--- ’em, we get active (Get active) Wrap it, make sure they can’t smell it Drive too far? Don’t matter, I’ll mail it Tryna steal swag, I see it, I smell it Used to get mad, probably beat up my celly Now I sell bags every day in my city Ain’t doin’ no playin’, when

Gang Signs By Lil Baby DJ Paul If you n----- ain’t scared, throw yo setts (Throw-throw ’em up) If you n----- ain’t scared, throw yo setts (Throw ’em up) If you n----- (Throw ’em up) If you n----- (Throw ’em up) If you n----- ain’t scared, throw yo setts (Throw ’em up) First of all, you know I bang 4’s Never met JAY-Z, but in my hood I’m like Hov (Roc) Everyday a holiday, my lifestyle goals (Goal) Everything right in rose, I don’t really like gold (Nah) Catch you in the Maserati, knew I was gonna get poppin’ Serve a n---- in every hood, Baby good with everybody We the ones standin’, I ain’t panickin’ to clarify I just spent a hunnid on a chain and didn’t care about it Trap and they gon’ hear about it, make a call, the inside Drop a bag and air ’em out, get your drop on every house Nah, I ain’t really playin’, I’m just sayin’, I don’t play at all I been in the field for so long but I ain’t playin’ ball Choppa chop his hand off, found the plug, then ran off Think I n

Hurtin By Lil Baby Cook that s--- up Quay What’s the chances that you make it from the bottom? Let’s go Gotta beat the odds, I’m tryna blend in (Blend) Hit that boy so many times he made CNN (CNN) Fear of God pants, I don’t fear men Pulled up in an old school, a fifty in the rear end, big dawg Takin’ chances, gettin’ packs, and tryna get ’em back I watched the law take my bro, I’m tryna get him back I pray to God that I don’t have to get nobody whacked Ain’t gettin’ into that, I try to tell ’em facts What’s the chances that you run you up a couple mil? (Huh?) And you really come from sleepin’ out the projects What’s the chances that you run you up a couple mil? (Huh?) And your two main men catch a body I got it the worst, ain’t have to rehearsed it Made me who I am, I’m gettin’ bands, I’m breakin’ curses Trap spot do six figures, still got sheets, f--- curtains Excuse me, I go off, have fast pass in my verses, yeah I’m tellin’ you I done put my heart inside a b

Life Is Good Remix By Future Say she want to eat sushi, I gave her enough to go shoppin’ Anything she want, she cashin’ out without no problems How you gon’ love a n---- that ain’t got love for your mama? You can die today, it ain’t gon’ save me from drama (Super) Workin’ on a weekend like usual Way off in the deep end like usual N----- swear they passed us, they doin’ too much Haven’t done my taxes, I’m too turnt up Pluto Help me fight my demons off know the usual I had put a child, spent her name in a Ruger She hang on the block where I hang like a shooter Throwed away a Cougar, she didn’t wanna leave Treat her like garbage, my heart was on my sleeve Should’ve chose better with your company at least Why should I have love for her if she can get it out the creak? Why should I have trust for you ain’t get it out the creak? Why should I have love for you if you ain’t kneeling to my feet? Why should I be carin’ when I know I can’t be beat? See how the ice be glarin