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anderson 100 - bae goals lyrics

(pre verse)
thought i was gonna be a baller
but i wrote raps, used to wrap it in cling
how can i lose when i come from da dirt
i got my hands muddy n ting
scrubbed up well, lovely smell
now she warn f#ck with the kid

(verse 1)
ain’t many guys from the midland sides got a style and flow like mine
all of my gs c k’s we ain’t talking bout calvin klein
dropped house rules now she wanna spend time round mine
and dj’s wanna rewind
still with the g’s on road, enforcing sh#t
we ain’t issuing parking fines
first make ps then i’m in the gym, banging out chest decline
got me feeling optimus prime
n i said this line bout a million times

if u can’t do the time then don’t do the crime
none of that stabbin in spines
no long talk ting like dat ovo guy

got a lil shawty who wanna go italian food
that’s champerz n bon appetit
got loubs, bad lil vibe n she only sutten like 5’3
might think that i’m gonna spend p
but it’s quick eat n back mine for beat
best count ya self luckily
coulda bin the wok house no letters from me

(hook)
what u mean bae goals
i got chains all gold
gs in the streets sn#tching souls
everything bl##dy like christian soles
used to be jumpers for goal post
now i do things that i can’t even post
i got things in the oven
no duck gettin roast

(bridge)
thought i was gonna be a baller
but i wrote raps, used to wrap it in cling
how can i lose when i come from da dirt
i got my hands muddy n ting
scrubbed up well, lovely smell
now she warn f#ck with the kid
she likes expensive sh#t
but she ain’t type that i’m investing in

(verse 2)
say she wanna take trips n do bae goals
oh no i can’t do that babes
i dnt wanna spend time i wanna get laid
i only spend time if get paid
i wanna house in the states, yeah a crib with electric gates
chicks tryna cloud mans vision, it come like they smoking vape
never had much on the plate
so i couldn’t care less bout no dinner date
i need m’s in the bank
ain’t describing the taste
the range ain’t enough i need stars in the wraith
if she bad den i beat it like liquor
but i cannot chase
i keep my focus on pay
so baby stop talking bout stay

(hook)
what u mean bae goals
i got chains all gold
gs in the streets sn#tching souls
everything’s bl##dy like christian soles
used to be jumpers for goal post
now i do things that i can’t even post
i got things in the oven
no duck gettin roast

- anderson 100 lyrics

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