Okay, now fuck that, go again, okay
I'ma let her do a thing on the internet and fuck that ho again
It's too hot right now, we can't ride around with all of that
Fuck that, load 'em in (yeah)
Baby On Baby 2, nigga, this the intro
Everybody turnt at my shows again

Yeah, bitch, I'm still number one, what the fuck niggas thought? (what niggas think?)
This bitch right here bulletproof
I got a M in this bitch, it's a motherfuckin' bar (it's a M)
I could still get you hit, I'm the boss (yeah)
Shit, he ain't never knew
Know how many times a nigga fell down and shook off a loss? (I ain't trippin')
I'm somewhere with somethin' fine
Givin' her dick on the couch with my dick in your mouth
These niggas hoes, I'm all the way round (All the way up)
All this shit niggas' braggin' 'bout
Nigga, I ain't trippin' on that, 'cause I bought it already
All my hoes call me they daddy
I'm in the drive-thru, a Chick-fil-A breakfast in the Rolls Royce
Askin' for condiments heavy
I just got mad at the nigga (what the fuck, man?)
'Cause he gave me grape and I asked him for strawberry jelly (what the fuck, man?)
Bitch, doin' too much, hope you have a good day (what happened?)
She quit playin', I roll and I cut 'em
Come through with her, I thought I had me a bae
Can't help it, bitch, I keep it gutter
Bitch, I'm a gentleman
I put this Louis V jacket on the 'Gram just to cover up her
But you ain't finna play with me, you know it's Baby
Gon' fuck on them hoes and gon' get him some money, nigga
Yeah, Baby On Baby 2

Okay, now fuck that, go again, okay
I'ma let her do a thing on the internet and fuck that ho' again (yeah, yeah, you know, you know that's still my bitch, nigga)
It's too hot right now, we can't ride around with all of that
Fuck that, load 'em in (yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout , haha)
Baby On Baby 2, nigga, this the intro (two, two, two)
Everybody turnt at my shows again (two, nigga)

Tell her "Two"
Wanna fuck with me, bitch, come with two (come with two)
I'm a dog, I'ma do what I do (I'ma)
Oh, you got it like that? Tell her "Woof"
Got a gun in here, now I'ma shoot (I'ma , ooh)
Shine a lil' NBA, we can woo (we can woo)
I'ma fuck on 'em all, I'ma swoop, nigga, swish (Swish)
Know on albums, that nigga don't miss (Let's go)
We can all fuck, I don't trip
Nigga always gon' get him a bitch (mm-hmm)
Nigga, I'm sittin' courtside, poppin' my shit
Spillin' my popcorn, photographers' diggin' my fit
You know how I'm comin, I'm hittin' this niggas' bitch
Them niggas hittin' my bitch
Whoop me a nigga, stick switch on the stick
They thought I got it, my bag 2019, I ain't even gettin' this shit
Quit lookin' for that, this as real as it get
I'm in the rearview ridin' with that bitch in my hand
I could never get killed in the whip
Still ain't nann nigga sicker than this
Thought Baby fell off, bitch, I'm flippin' the script
You know that (now turn me up, nigga, let's go)

Okay, now fuck that, go again, okay
I'ma let her do a thing on the internet and fuck that ho again
It's too hot right now, we can't ride around with all of that
Fuck that, load 'em in (you know what I'm sayin', nigga? Yeah)
Baby On Baby 2, nigga, this the intro (Baby On Baby 2, nigga, you know what I'm sayin'?)
Everybody turnt at my shows again

Yeah, fuck that, I don't wanna talk
I don't wanna talk, nigga
Mmm-mmm, I don't wanna talk
Come on, let's go to the next song

Copyright: Peermusic Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Adam Gamble, Anthony Mosley, Jonathan Lyndale Kirk, Michael Ferrell