MR. BABA!

Told my bro don't trip
Got a stack of chips I'm about to flip
I told my bro don't quit
Got a whole lot of sticks up in this bitch
Need a ap buss down on my wrist
I swear I can't wait till I'm rich
And I'm here with the gang we taking risks
Them boys they fake you know we legit
Oh oh Mr. Baba
Oh oh Mr. Baba
Oh oh oh Mr. Baba

Need them diamonds yea they cuddling
Speak up why them lil nigga keep on mumbling
I slept on da floor swear I was struggling
Now my racks doubling doubling
Now look I'm in my element
Now look I want the vetements
Cut my old ones off
The benjamins my only friends
I just made a hit
And I'll do it again
I just fucked that bitch
Now I want her friend
Need a coupe with the trunk
In the front like an elephant
Who better than me than me
I'm sipping that lean with elegance see
While eating some delicacy

Oh oh Mr. baba
Oh oh Mr. baba
Oh oh Mr. baba
Oh oh Mr. baba