21 Savage - Baby Girl lyrics

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21 Savage - Baby Girl lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, whole pointers 'round my muhf**in' neck, n***a Yeah, 6 karats in my ears, n***a Yeah, I look like a blizzard, lil n***a [Verse 1] Yeah, too many chains, b**h, you can't change Yeah, treat these hoes like I ain't got home training Yeah, ten inch chains, too many karats Yeah, VVS n***a, real clarity Yeah, I'm a gangster, you a b**h, clearly Yeah, can't let a broke b**h get near me Yeah, and the bank cash my check barely Yeah, Saint Laurent got your b**h staring Goyard bag, I'm on some other sh**, b**h boy Fire at us and get your p**y a** hit, boy You dropped outta school to jump out with that stick, boy All you n***as get capped, I'm the real McCoy Yeah, smoking cookie, n***a, Chips Ahoy Yeah, had to block a number 'cause the b**h annoying No more hot boxes, n***a, all my sh** foreign Red, red, [?] bed, got a n***a snoring [Chorus] Yeah, s** me like a lollipop, baby girl Yeah, s** me like a lollipop, baby girl Ride that dick and do the bunny hop, baby girl Ride that dick and do the bunny hop, baby girl Yee ain't talkin' 'bout money, I ain't stayin', baby girl Yee ain't talkin' 'bout f**in', I ain't stayin', baby girl Did that Gucci sh**, all that sh** be tailored, girl Yeah, you got some cake, a n***a tryna bake it, girl [Verse 2] Stab a n***a up, this that Shawshank Redemption b**h, I send hits, I don't walk 'round with tension Gots a island girl and she come from St. Vincent Pull up with a choppers, n***a started running, not flinching b**h, I'm John Gotti, I be running like henchmen b**h, you better be a pro 'Cause you ain't finna learn how to s** on this dick b**h, I'ma buy me a K, extended clip on the bottom of this sh** b**h, [?] and 204, they makin' me biscuits Hoe, I'm really rich, don't know what a b**h thought VVS b**h, they doin' a crip walk n***as act like [?], you might as well hit chalk My GD partners throwin' up the pitchfork Put it in a bowl and whip it 'til it get hard I don't smoke weed 'cause it make me shh-noid I pull up with the stick and let this b**h spark Swear I would've shot that cracker if I was Rosa Parks [Chorus] Yeah, s** me like a lollipop, baby girl Yeah, s** me like a lollipop, baby girl Ride that dick and do the bunny hop, baby girl Ride that dick and do the bunny hop, baby girl Yee ain't talkin' 'bout money, I ain't stayin', baby girl Yee ain't talkin' 'bout f**in', I ain't stayin', baby girl Did that Gucci sh**, all that sh** be tailored, girl Yeah, you got some cake, a n***a tryna bake it, girl [Outro] Nah, for real, dog, nah, for real, dog Nah, for real, dog, nah, for real, dog Nah, for real, dog, nah, for real, dog Nah, for real, dog, nah, for real, dog 21