[Intro: Aoc Obama]
Big Aoc
Y'all know me and Baby had to do one for the hood
Helluva made this beat, baby
[Chorus: Lil Baby]
I wouldn't give a fuck if he ain't one of mine
And we still ridin' 'round drops in the wintertime
I can't even pick up for lil' dawg, they say he dropped a dime
I can't even lie like it ain't faze me, that shit on my mind
I can't even lie like I ain't bust down every time
I can't even lie like I ain't sell bags before I signed
I can't even lie like I ain't fucked the bitch, she know I'm lyin'
I can't even lie, when it be up with us, we all ridin'
[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
Real niggas runnin' all that fake shit dead
I ain't scared of no nigga but I'm runnin' from the feds
Can't go plain, I go hard, give me my cards, I'ma play it
Got a couple at the spot, load never where I stay at
Rollie, AP, or the Patek how I'ma play it
Stand on all ten, with my chest how I'ma say it
Got a passion for the fashion, whip my rental car for packages
Them hotboxes for smackin' shit, no pimp but I'll mack a bitch
Codeine I sip be Acurian, I still have dreams 'bout Actavis
Can't lie, I did not practice this, feel like we won a championship
I ran it up from half a zip, did four shows for a half a mil'
Before my shows, take half a pill, been killin' shit, I need to chill
Big Aoc
Y'all know me and Baby had to do one for the hood
Helluva made this beat, baby
[Chorus: Lil Baby]
I wouldn't give a fuck if he ain't one of mine
And we still ridin' 'round drops in the wintertime
I can't even pick up for lil' dawg, they say he dropped a dime
I can't even lie like it ain't faze me, that shit on my mind
I can't even lie like I ain't bust down every time
I can't even lie like I ain't sell bags before I signed
I can't even lie like I ain't fucked the bitch, she know I'm lyin'
I can't even lie, when it be up with us, we all ridin'
[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
Real niggas runnin' all that fake shit dead
I ain't scared of no nigga but I'm runnin' from the feds
Can't go plain, I go hard, give me my cards, I'ma play it
Got a couple at the spot, load never where I stay at
Rollie, AP, or the Patek how I'ma play it
Stand on all ten, with my chest how I'ma say it
Got a passion for the fashion, whip my rental car for packages
Them hotboxes for smackin' shit, no pimp but I'll mack a bitch
Codeine I sip be Acurian, I still have dreams 'bout Actavis
Can't lie, I did not practice this, feel like we won a championship
I ran it up from half a zip, did four shows for a half a mil'
Before my shows, take half a pill, been killin' shit, I need to chill
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