F U 2x (Explicit) - Lil Baby

Lyrics by：Dominique Jones/Hampton Sallee III

Composed by：Dominique Jones/Hampton Sallee III

Produced by：DJ Champ

Yeah everybody with me got motion yeah

Moshpit Baby open it up

Five in the morning open the club let's go

Ran out of ones so I'm throwin' a dub ******* it up

Clean as a whistle straight from the mud real mud

She know she a dime but I treat her like a dub

Went around the world all I needed was a buzz oh yeah

Tryna hang with us you gon' have to have a plug

Question of the day do I still sell d**gs do what

Yeah-yeah ************ what you want pull up

I done had the baddest of the baddest put up okay

Every time I take a picture throw the hood up on God

Every time it time to handle business stood up stacked

Nigga think he runnin' off with mine good luck

She know she the one but I barely even call yeah

Fake good ***** so I treat her like a dog

All fly **** you won't catch her in the mall

Real dream team each set huggin' ball

Twenty foreign cars I ain't never gotta walk

Billionaire dollar lawyer I ain't never gotta talk

Streets love me ain't never fallin' off

Bought a Cartier bracelet she don't never take 'em off

Claim to be a player but I ****** your wife ooh

You ain't nothin' to a real hitter **** your life lil' boy

All she want a young nigga to **** her right oh yeah

Middle fingers in the air **** ya twice oh yeah

Middle fingers in the air **** ya twice oh yeah

Middle fingers in the air **** ya twice oh yeah oh yeah

Yeah all money and no emotion yeah yes sir

"Can't be ****** with" my slogan yeah yes sir

Trap house bunkin' that's brodie that's brodie yeah

Make another hundred I'm focused I'm focused yeah

Shawty rockin' with me she a whole pack

White **** thick like Doja Cat

******* up the money you wrong for that stupid

Comin' through trim we known for that I do it

You don't know another nigga like this like this

I ain't ******* with these *****es fell back they weird

Top tier women I done had 'em on film I tried

My brothers my brothers I don't got no family family

Ridin' 'round the city with a chop' and a fin

Cross that line s**t not gon' end I ain't lyin'

I done T'd up took my first lil' ten

She was ridin' in the Uber 'til I put her in the Benz big dog

Real livin' legend I had million dollar spots you want

Cocaine water baking soda in the spot whip up

Whole lot of pounds we ain't never runnin' out

Goin' Baby land crazy six thousand a pop come trim

A whole lot of hatin' niggas hopin' that you flop

Ol' broke-a*s nigga you need to go and get a job broke

Knowin' that your ******* start workin' with the cops ain't stop

Talkin' to these ******* it's the reason he got robbed

Claim to be a player but I ****** your wife ooh

You ain't nothin' to a real hitter **** your life lil' boy

All she want a young nigga to **** her right oh yeah

Middle fingers in the air **** ya twice oh yeah

Middle fingers in the air **** ya twice oh yeah

Middle fingers in the air **** ya twice oh yeah oh yeah

**** ya twice P

I tell ya hahaha tell ya