Lyrics Lil Baby - Moneybagg Yo, Yo Gotti

Lil Baby

I’m tryna get it lil baby
I’m tryna get it
Know you think I’m out doing other shit but baby I’m tryna get at it
Aye let me do me forreal
She calling my phone, all in her feelings
Wanna ask me where I’m at, ayy look bae you tripping
See I’m coming in lil late or I might not come in
Cause I’m tryna turn your Honda Accord, into a Benz
Aye I’m tryna get it lil baby, I’m tryna get it
Aye I’m tryna get it lil baby, I’m tryna get it
Aye I’m tryna get it lil baby, I’m tryna get it
Aye I’m tryna get it lil baby, aye I’m tryna get it
You know I like spending lil baby
So I gotta get it lil baby
Never had shit all you know is get it when you come up from the trenches lil
baby
Sending texts thinking I’m fucking off with other bitches she crazy
Take the R out of free you get fee if I do fuck with them just know they gone
pay me
I’m bout to stretch a whole 9 i ain’t lying I’m bout to whip it like slavery
I’m trynna get it swear to God it’s M.O.B fuck some ass and titties
I’m on the money like the words on it just let me do me you gone be happy
You got a hustle and I got a hustle we can’t lose so baby let’s get at it
I count the money while you roll the trees up, this a push button put the keys
up
Making plays in the farm field, girl you in the presence of a real one
Why you get mad when I say I got shit to take care of, got no time for the
movies
Getting to that gwala, that mula but you think I’m out fuckin with groupies
She calling the phone, all in her feelings
Wanna ask me where I’m at aye look bae you tripping
See I’m coming in a late or I might not come in
Cause I’m tryna turn your Honda Accord, into a Benz
Aye I’m tryna get it lil baby, I’m tryna get it
Aye I’m tryna get it lil baby, I’m tryna get it
Aye I’m tryna get it lil baby, I’m tryna get it
Aye I’m tryna get it lil baby, aye I’m tryna get it
Just to show you how I’m living ride with me to serve the city
Really don’t want you around that type of lifestyle too dangerous and risky
But you got licenses fuck a ticket
I got straps fuck the envy
We dropping off and picking up (what?)
Bags with the cash in it
Girl why the fuck is you tripping?
You rocking the latest fashion baby, you need to be grateful, that shit didn’t
fall a tree I got it from smashing baby
If you don’t trust me then don’t fuck with me, ain’t got time for the nonsense
Gettin' on my nerves with that mad, fuck around and get left in the past tense
(bitch)
Arguing every single day ain’t with it
I’m keep that shit one hunnit like Benji or the emoji
Real talk ain going like a freak hoe some shit ain’t I know it
Arguing every single day ain’t with it
I’m keep that shit one hunnit like Benji or the emoji
Real talk ain’t going like a freak hoe some shit ain’t I know it
She calling the phone, all in her feelings
Wanna ask me where I’m at aye look bae you tripping
See I’m coming in a late or I might not come in
Cause I’m tryna turn your Honda Accord, into a Benz
Aye I’m tryna get it lil baby, I’m tryna get it
Aye I’m tryna get it lil baby, I’m tryna get it
Aye I’m tryna get it lil baby, I’m tryna get it
Aye I’m tryna get it lil baby, aye I’m tryna get it