BabyTron – Day In Ferndale

BabyTron Day In Ferndale

BabyTron – Day In Ferndale Lyrics

Artist: BabyTron
Song: Day In Ferndale

(ayo, marky!)
Loose cannon, {?}, i’m in ferndale
Was loadin’ bitcoin, always missed the first bell
Winnin’ now, still humble from my first l

Winnin’ now, turned my first l into a lession
Shootin’ down south for that sack like a houston, texas
Ten moves ahead, checkmate, catch me louis steppin’
Time for a third charm, you know hutch gon’ do the pendant

Cartier’s on, buffed up, b#tch, i’m heavy pressin’
Doggy hit the crib f#cked up, blowin’ reggie, stressin’
Who the f#ck your jeweler is? tuck that petty necklace
Thousand dollar kicks, you see me wit ’em then i bet he stеppin’

I just walk into the booth and tell you how i’m livin’
You a superhеro to the hoes, i’m chillin’ ’round the villains
Thought i lost my mind, was lookin’ for it, then i found some chicken
Lamb’ truck in cali, catch me playin’ {?}

Pocket full of pape’, my friends dead like i’m uzi vert
Leavin’ {?}, i had to up my gucci shirt
b#tch said three words when she see me, “ooh, he turnt”
Said four words back like, “b#tch, you kinda ugly”

Heard bein’ broke a joke but i ain’t never find it funny
I just wake my #ss up and go and find some money
Fourteen hundred on the kicks, the soles kinda bloody
Charged up, got my b#tch cookin’ up like bulma

Unc’y doin’ turnaround with them “what-you-call-its”
When i was down, they ain’t answer, now they’ll know i’ll never call ’em
Stackin’ up leashes for these hoes ’cause you know i dog ’em
Hit the corner store, you know i got a everfresh

Sb, dsm, b#tch, we forever steppin’
Tryna wrestle? i got somethin’ that’s gon’ end the wrestlin’
Pack-a-punch the ar-15, this a special weapon
I might go ot and never come back

Lil freak b#tch, i’m in her walls like a thumbtack
Talkin’ bout, “he upped some dogshit,” he need that one cap
Heard they stuck, can’t relate, i’m finna run laps
Designer bag full of sh#t, pull it out and act a #ss

Late night slidin’, rifle got a flash attached
Fraud guy, walkin’ out of chase with a bag of cash
I don’t sell weed but when i do, i’m mr. tax-his-ass
Huh, aye, shitty boyz

(hold on, i’m ’bout to come in)
(ayo, marky!)
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From the album:
Day In Ferndale [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021