Baby Chain – Baby Smoove

(It’s 5:40)
Franchise shit

I drop a bag on em
Raise the tag on em
Yo hoe wanna take a pic, she know it last long
500 thousand in the bank, but 10 cash on me
They say my bag was [?] look like a [?]
Tell me why – would I argue wit a nigga who could work for me?
Can’t get high inside my Benz, cuz I kill you if you burn my seat
Countin money wit my son, I love that nigga, he like a mini-me
My walk-in closet bigger than yo apartment, nigga you can’t fuck wit me
I got “BABY” on my chain, but he really got a baby chain
We [?] like a nigga [?]
We a knock a nigga off, we don’t give a fuck bout what you claim
Play wit me inside yo city and I bet we make you move away
Fastest version of this car, but I still pull up late
Nigga mad you don’t wanna be his friend, I think he gay
Hutch told me what was goin’ on, you niggas jewelry fake
Hutch I’m sorry, I know that was some shit I wouldn’t even supposed to say
Louis V – duffle bag
Spend the bag or hold the bag?
When I swerve outside the lane, the car go back so I don’t crash
I can’t even take you serious, you ain’t never sold a bag
All my shit be brand new, I’m the one who pop the tag
Nigga think this shit a game, we gon’ have to show his ass
Nigga think this shit a game, have lil’ bro go blow his ass
Got two dracos in my coupe, if you try, you get gassed
They been rapping for so long how the fuck I shoot past em?