Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Forever , by - Lil Baby. Song from the album My Turn, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 27.02.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Quality Control
Song language: English
Forever |
| Who made this beat? |
| Twysted Genius, baby |
| If I sell my soul, I’ll take it back, I’m slime forever (Gimme that) |
| I put bust down on the whole gang, we gon' shine together |
| She got Rollies on her timepiece when she step out, she be flashin' |
| Whenever we get alone, I give her half and she get nasty |
| My jeans is special edition, Amiri send me these pants |
| And now everybody be tough, is he gangster or he just actin'? |
| Ain’t got no card, don’t do no fraud, seem like all of my bitches plastic |
| Know you niggas don’t want smoke, let’s see who run it up the fastest |
| Keep that fire when I’m cold, I can’t let them catch me lackin' |
| I don’t know if they think I’m sweet because I’m rappin' |
| But fuck 'em, we get active (Get active) |
| Wrap it, make sure they can’t smell it |
| Drive too far? |
| Don’t matter, I’ll mail it |
| Tryna steal swag, I see it, I smell it |
| Used to get mad, probably beat up my celly |
| Now I sell bags every day in my city |
| Ain’t doin' no playin', when they come, be ready |
| I got murder on my mind like that lil' nigga Melly (Free Melly) |
| Big boy rocks, stud the same size as Nelly (Ten karats) |
| Long as I live, I’ma get this cheddar |
| Ever since the bitch left, doin' lil' better |
| Which car I’ma drive? |
| It depends on the weather |
| Rolls Royce truck pull up like, «Hello» |
| Pretty, tall, light skin, shake like Jell-O |
| If the bitch actin' bougie, I’ma take her to the ghetto |
| If I ain’t smokin' Runtz, then it’s probably Limoncello |
| You got a lil' boy, but you not on my level |
| Sell P’s every day in the hood on my schedule |
| Young nigga give a ho whole groove like Stella |
| Jam don’t shake like that, that’s Jell-O |
| Made a whole M on the road, then lay low |
| I’m a real boss in my hood, I got say-so |
| I was havin' choppas 'fore I heard about Dracos |
| Put me in the casket with a bust down halo, yeah |
| If I sell my soul, I’ll take it back, I’m slime forever (Give me that) |
| I put bust down on the whole gang, we gon' shine together |
| She got Rollies on her timepiece when she step by, she be flashin' |
| Whenever we get alone, I give her half and she get nasty |
| My jeans is special edition, Amiri send me these pants |
| And now everybody be tough, is he gangster or he just actin'? |
| Ain’t got no card, don’t do no fraud, seem like all of my bitches plastic |
| Know you niggas don’t want smoke, let’s see who run it up the fastest |
| Keep that fire when I’m cold, I can’t let them catch me lackin' |
| I don’t know if they think I’m sweet because I’m rappin' |
| But fuck 'em, we get active |
| Suavé (Huh), sippin' promethazine latte (Yeah) |
| Sticky-ass weed like Scotch tape (Yeah) |
| Big beast, call me Banijay (Hoo) |
| Me and Lil Baby compadre (Yeah) |
| What these niggas talkin' 'bout? |
| Blasé (Huh) |
| Diamonds on me, that’s pavé (Huh) |
| So bright, can’t see, that’s a blind date (Huh) |
| Molly freak tryna get highway (Ooh) |
| I got M-O-L-L, why wait? |
| Only once the drugs are done |
| I feel like, «Where the hell is my grave?» |
| Heartbeat beatin' at a high rate |
| World stop spinnin', start to vibrate |
| It’s a cold world, so my house in Miami still came with a fireplace |
| Pupils dilate, don’t judge me |
| I’m with a sex slave, she like rough D |
| I got a text straight from the plug, he said «There's a drought» |
| I said «Funny», now we laughin' |
| And only time that we act, is when we act asses |
| Nigga, we active |
| So if you 'bout that life, get out that casket |
| If I sell my soul, I’ll take it back, I’m slime forever (Ooh, give me that) |
| I put bust down on the whole gang, we gon' shine together (Yeah, yeah) |
| She got Rollies on her timepiece when she step by, she be flashin' |
| Whenever we get alone, I give her half and she get nasty |
| My jeans is special edition, Amiri send me these pants |
| And now everybody be tough, is he gangster or he just actin'? |
| Ain’t got no card, don’t do no fraud, seem like all of my bitches plastic |
| Know you niggas don’t want smoke, let’s see who run it up the fastest |
| Keep that fire when I’m cold, I can’t let them catch me lackin' |
| I don’t know if they think I’m sweet because I’m rappin' |
| But fuck 'em, we get active |
| Yeah, fuck 'em we get active, yeah |
| We can get active, yeah |
| This still got some active, yeah |
| Fuck 'em we get active, uh |
| Fuck 'em we get active |