On My Baby Testo

Testo On My Baby

Man, fuck Andrew

Ayy, on my baby, though
Ayy, I can't get caught up with no [?] crazy, ho'
Ayy, ran them racks up, they think I made it though
Talkin' 'bout you fuck with me, oh, you can save it though
Then I heard they trap 'bout full of racks, we finna raid it though
Nigga talkin' 'bout that he fucked my bitch, no way he paid the ho'
And I got a bitch that's with the shits, she creep the tazer, ho'
And I heard that nigga want some clout, well we front page him, bro, ayy

I just made it rain, but it ain't rainin' though
And when I run up all these mil's, I still ain't changin' though
She say I'm a thot, I change these ho's, yeah, like I change my clothes
I got some shit on my soda that only God knows
God slow
I pour an 8, I'm havin' my eyes low
Run a pole
There really be bitches that shoot with their eyes closed
I just walked in, brand new Margiela's
I turned my swag on
I didn't wanna hit her, I just fucked his bitch so she'd have something to brag on

Ayy, on my baby, though
Ayy, I can't get caught up with no [?] crazy, ho'
Ayy, ran them racks up, they think I made it though
Talkin' 'bout you fuck with me, oh, you can save it though
Then I heard they trap 'bout full of racks, we finna raid it though
Nigga talkin' 'bout that he fucked my bitch, no way he paid the ho'
And I got a bitch that's with the shits, she creep the tazer, ho'
And I heard that nigga won't some clout, well we front page him, bro