What Would Baby Do?
Hey man, the-, the fuck you mean
you ain't heard no fuckin' lentra the god?
(lentra, the god, lentra, the god)
Oh yeah, ayy
First, I'll sip some henny
drown in henny like I'm mad at you
I pull up on your girl
she shew me 'way she got some attitude
Yeah, I might fuck around with lentra
maybe make a hit or two (or three)
Distribution of some wealth
my money is like hella skewed
And all I ever hear is
"you can't do this shit, "
I'm sick of you (shut the fuck up)
Everybody ask me questions, oh, like
"what would baby do? " (bbno$)
What would baby drive? what would baby have?
What would baby do? what would baby do?
I don't fuck with you, bitch
First, I'd take a flight to china
course I got a business trip
I feel like I'm average
but y'all brand me like a mewtwo
(tryna get nudes)
I do not freestyle but I rap
I'm sorry that I'm smooth as you (orange)
"baby trash at rapping
'cause he rhymin' the word "you" with "you""
Like, who is you? I'm a modest guy, feeling fly
Catch me dreamin' of a bentley coupe, so, like
"what would baby buy?
how'd he come up with that alibi? "
He be shooting all you ladies
with his witty lullaby
Baby never snorin', always workin'
that go hand-in-hand
Flyin' from japan, I'm writin' hits
I'd rather this than xan
Find me bouncin' out the honda with the bag
and keys in hand
Baby on his lawyer jargon, sussy boy, you contraband
Officer, please don't stop me, no
my neck is dew
Custom guards be wildin'
askin' me like, "what would baby do? "
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to influence you
So I will not take the blame
for some shit that you do, so
Trust me, sussy boy, don't ask me for a feat'
I'll laugh at you (haha)
Baby got some money, I won't lie
that's completely true
We-we-went from zero to a hundred k
directly after school
Tryna get this money, get this bentley
that's the only mood
Yeah, everything you do, I do too
but with larger magnitude (fire)
So I suggest your next move is to ask me
"what would baby do? "
What will baby think? what will baby say?
When will baby ever stop placin' all them commas
I never wanna
That's on my momma
Yeah, baby, baby, baby, yeah, baby, baby, baby
What would you do, baby? what would you do, baby?
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
What would you do, baby? what would you do, baby?
Yeah, baby, baby, baby, yeah, baby, baby, baby
What would baby drive? what would baby have?
What will baby do? what will baby do?
I don't fuck with you
Compositores: Adam King Feeney (Frank Dukes), Alexander Gumuchian, Garrett Hartnell
ECAD: Obra #25588376