Baby Steps billy woods & kenny segal (Ft. Benjamin Booker & E L U C I D)
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[Intro: billy woods]
Kansas City, Missouri to Lincoln, Nebraska
Ten hour layover in Chicago?
I don't know, man, your call
I'm not gonna be able to do it
[Verse 1: billy woods]
I actually took a $300 Uber to a show
Asleep in the back like Future, might as well be a Maybach
Showed up with nothing but a computer, let's go
Glowed up, looking like she covered in gold dust
Must not have re-upped her Lexapro
I don't check in, but if you feel a disturbance in The Force, you already know
Somethin' wicked in the wind
Just picture me sittin' with the pen in a cloud of smoke
Front row at your live set just to determine if it's a hoax
My lovе language an obscure dialect
Pullеd me aside, explained she was just doing a bit, I was like, "Oh"
Dispensary provide the per diem
Gimme the loot, it's a museum
Dien Bien Phu, my opps pass each other coming and leaving
My phở steaming
Oxtail and lemongrass, steak still bleeding
Cocktails and cake tiers, it's always wedding season
Breasts out for the feeding, feeling vulgar
Large areolas, bite like I'm teething (Baby steps)
Kansas City, Missouri to Lincoln, Nebraska
Ten hour layover in Chicago?
I don't know, man, your call
I'm not gonna be able to do it
[Verse 1: billy woods]
I actually took a $300 Uber to a show
Asleep in the back like Future, might as well be a Maybach
Showed up with nothing but a computer, let's go
Glowed up, looking like she covered in gold dust
Must not have re-upped her Lexapro
I don't check in, but if you feel a disturbance in The Force, you already know
Somethin' wicked in the wind
Just picture me sittin' with the pen in a cloud of smoke
Front row at your live set just to determine if it's a hoax
My lovе language an obscure dialect
Pullеd me aside, explained she was just doing a bit, I was like, "Oh"
Dispensary provide the per diem
Gimme the loot, it's a museum
Dien Bien Phu, my opps pass each other coming and leaving
My phở steaming
Oxtail and lemongrass, steak still bleeding
Cocktails and cake tiers, it's always wedding season
Breasts out for the feeding, feeling vulgar
Large areolas, bite like I'm teething (Baby steps)
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