Lyrics Sucker - Bali Baby

Sucker

Attention to all the real bitches
The money making bitches
This ones for you
Muah
I ran off on a nigga with a check
I fell in love with money cause the money make me wet
I think he tryna get me in the bed
I tell him just to quit it cause I only want the bread
I don’t think you heard just what I said
You really think we dating but it’s only in your head
Get the bag i don’t stress no nigga, before I go broke I’ll finesse your nigga
All my bitches in the trap
Keep your love, gimme coin
Bust open the bag (bust it open)
Talking big racks, I’m talking cash shit
He on some lick me from my pussy to my ass shit
Pretty on the gram, real life ima bad bitch
I lie to his face, ima shark not a catfish
He really thinkin we might have a future
If you a dog nigga ima get you neutered
He gone ice me out, all my rings flooded
Cold wrist, cold heart, cold blooded
Bali baby but I always keep a Glock (it's the don)
Bali baby, got a million dollar box
Horseback, riding it like a Ferrari
Killer kitty, I should be in a safari
I do the race, I want the cash
He better give it to me everytime I ask
Ran off on a nigga with a check
I fell in love with money cause the money make me wet
I think he tryna get me in the bed
I tell him just to quit it cause I only want the bread
I don’t think you heard just what I said
You really think we dating but it’s only in your head
Get the bag I don’t stress no nigga, before I go broke I’ll finesse yo nigga
Bad light, I ain’t checking for no nigga that be checking for the tag price
Heavy hitter, holding big weight
Vvs with a big face
I got him bending over backwards, he can’t sit straight
Little booties matter, I’m petite
He wanna be my sugar daddy cause he heard I’m tasting sweet
I gas him and I told him ima freak
But when he send that cashapp, that’s the last time we speak
Don’t wanna hold hands, don’t wanna romance
Bring me mo bandz, then bring me mo bandz
He wanna see ya titties, tell him buy you 2 chains
I want a bust down and a plain jane
Bali baby and I always got a Glock
Bai baby, got a million dollar box
And I got a nigga hooked like a course
And I ran off on a nigga like force
I ran off on a nigga with a check (with a check, ooh the money make me wet)
I think he tryna get me in the bed (tryna get me, ah I only want the bread)
I don’t think you heard just what I said (is ya listening)
Get the bag, I don’t stress no nigga
Before I go broke, I’ll finesse yo nigga
Ran off on a nigga with a check
I fell in love with money cause the money make me wet
I think he tryna get me in the bed
I tell him just to quit it cause I only want the bread
I don’t think you heard just what I said
You really think we dating but it’s only in your head
Get the bag I don’t stress no nigga, before I go broke I’ll finesse yo nigga