Baby Smoove – Sixty

Baby Smoove – Sixty Lyrics

Artist: Baby Smoove
Song: Sixty

b#tch, i got it my own, ain’t nobody do it for me
I might’ve slowed down but i ain’t stopping with the lean
b#tch, you irritating, get your number off my screen
Came up off theft, i ain’t never served a fiend

n#gg#s making petty thousands tryna up it like it’s cheese
I can’t gossip it with these n#gg#s, that ain’t doing sh#t for me
And i mean it when i say it, ain’t no n#gg# f#ckin’ with me
Feel like melo in his prime, i might get a n#gg# sixty

At the set off cookie, they can smell me in the city
It’s a bail to get high, you can’t afford my addiction
My mama told me stay up out them streets, i ain’t listen
Turn a n#gg# block to iraq in one minute

Hell nah, we ain’t the same, i put pressure on these n#gg#s
Hell nah, this ain’t a game, they’ll do the extra ’bout a n#gg#
Hell yeah, when i’m rich i’ma act a little different
Send a picture of you, it’s a week before you missing

I can’t fold nor break, you won’t {?} nor {?}
And your b#tch write my songs tryna make that lil face
You better keep her close before i take your lil place
I got used to these risks, when i work i feel safe

I cannot f#ck with you lazy #ss n#gg#s
I will never love these trifling #ss b#tches
As kids we was taught the snitches get stitches
So why in the f#ck is y’all hanging with these n#gg#s?

You n#gg#s just around me, you ain’t never made a difference
I ain’t really with that broke sh#t, it’s a sickness
I’m really in my goyard, n#gg#, you the witness
If you can’t take the heat get the f#ck up out the kitchen

b#tch, i got it my own, ain’t nobody do it for me
I might’ve slowed down but i ain’t stopping with the lean
b#tch, you irritating, get your number off my screen
Came up off theft, i ain’t never served a fiend

n#gg#s making petty thousands tryna up it like it’s cheese
I can’t {?} it with these n#gg#s, that ain’t doing sh#t for me
And i mean it when i say it, ain’t no n#gg# f#ckin’ with me
Feel like melo in his prime, i might get a n#gg# sixty

At the set off cookie, they can smell me in the city
It’s a bail to get high, you can’t afford my addiction
My mama told me stay up out them streets, i ain’t listen
Turn a n#gg# block to iraq in one minute

Been at wars with these labels but i’m staying independent
If you owe a n#gg# cheese, pay it off or it’s interest
Brodie fell asleep off the juice, he a victim
{?}, sh#t, i might {?} with him

Where the percocets? sh#t, i think i want me one
I just bought a eight and put {?} inside my cup
I was making plays, you was playing with a sl#t
She gon’ throw it at me, you couldn’t eat her if she drunk

These n#gg#s want verses, i don’t really give a f#ck
Off juice last night, up early for the {?}
I might buy a vette and go pick two b#tches up
If you think you f#cking with me then you smoking {?}

b#tch, i got it my own, ain’t nobody do it for me
I might’ve slowed down but i ain’t stopping with this lean
b#tch, you irritating, get your number off my screen
Came up off theft, i ain’t never served a

n#gg#s making petty thousands tryna up it like it’s cheese
I can’t {?} it with you, that ain’t doing sh#t for me
And i mean it when i, ain’t no n#gg# f#ckin’ with me
Feel like, in his, i might give a n#gg# sixty

At the, off cookie, they can smell me in the city
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Release Year: 2019