Baby Bruh

[Intro]

Uh, BD, uh

(Yeah, I got Cam on the one-twos, nigga)

Stupid-ass niggas

Niggas would've been gone, uh, a long time ago

BD

[Chorus]

He 'posed to been off the map a couple years ago, he still livin' (Five years)

Like, bro, you gon' get away with it, you procrastinate, we gon' whack the witness (Hurry up)

If you my opp, I'ma keep it in the streets, you ain't gotta worry about me dissin' (Won't do it)

You got one time to show me you'll stand on business, I'm keepin' my distance (Cut 'em off)

I never upped my Glock on no nigga for nothin', we must've deserved it (For what?)

Them shots that come through here, you thought, you shot at the wrong Suburban (BP)

This bitch tryna force a kid on mе, his hair ain't even curly (The fuck?)

I got junkiеs that clean my house, I don't remember last time touchin' detergent (See 'em now)

[Verse]

I get the powder when I run out of drank, I told T we'd come save him (The mafia)

This shit might sound fucked up, but I put lean before my baby (I'm kiddin')

He was sober as fuck when I smacked him, he woke up, thought he was faded (Get up)

If I told my mama what I spent on drank, she would break the calculator (Make it right)

My nigga in the wheelchair pay the strength for two shoes, but only wear one (4PF)

Baby bro got more motion, niggas that walk and can't be fucked with at nothin' (No bap)

Got songs with your favorite rapper, we doin' some shit that's never been done (Plutoski)

Built this Fox shit up from the concrete, y'all done told me I'm the one (From the mud)

They only show love on the 'Gram, they don't show it in person, I hate when niggas fakin' (Mm-mm)

You wanna get some shit off your chest, talk to me, rest in peace to Kyren Lacy (Mm-mm)

Hope suicide don't come across my brother, my nigga got a chance to make it (Mm-mm)

Lil' bro died off seven Percs, the dose, he kept on chasin' it (Damn)

[Chorus]

He 'posed to been off the map a couple years ago, he still livin' (Five years)

Like, bro, you gon' get away with it, you procrastinate, we gon' whack the witness (Hurry up)

If you my opp, I'ma keep it in the streets, you ain't gotta worry about me dissin' (Won't do it)

You got one time to show me you'll stand on business, I'm keepin' my distance (Cut 'em off)

I never upped my Glock on no nigga for nothin', we must've deserved it (For what?)

Them shots that come through here, you thought, you shot at the wrong Suburban (BP)

This bitch tryna force a kid on me, his hair ain't even curly (The fuck?)

I got junkies that clean my house, I don't remember last time touchin' detergent (See 'em now)