baby bear - no.worries lyrics
b-tch i got no worries
b-tch i got no problems
only thing right on my mind is
that money and the commas
so broke boy stay in your lane
i’m flexing my ex on my chain
hop up in the foreign
man i been switching lanes
b-tch i got no worries
b-tch i got no problems
only thing right on my mind is
that money and the commas
young n-ggas been doing stains
i’m trying to get the money
i’m trying to get that guap
shine like a diamond aye
b-tch i got no worries
b-tch i got no problems
is that your baby mama
giving sloppy to me and my mans
so look at me thumbing my bands
i’m f-ckin that hoe with no hands
she clapping with that -ss
then she doin it with no hands
b-tch i got no worries
b-tch i got no problems
i’m really trying to get on that guap
i’m trying to prove something right to my mama
so stay in your lane flex my ex
ballin like kobe i’m next
shoutout to your hoe
d-mn your girl she givin that neck
b-tch i got no worries
b-tch i got no problems
only thing right on my mind is
that money and the commas
so broke boy stay in your lane
i’m flexing my ex on my chain
hop up in the foreign
man i been switching lanes
b-tch i got no worries
b-tch i got no problems
only thing right on my mind is
that money and the commas
so broke boy stay in your lane
i’m flexing my ex on my chain
shoutout to your hoe
man that b-tch givin brain
designer right on my waist
that 30 right up on my waist
you run up on me you know i catch a case
i stay in my lane i’m doin my thing
broke boy stay in your lane
lil bear doin my thing
i flex on my ex just look at my chain
that b-tch givin brain i p-ss to the gang
look at my watch it be icy
i’m f-ckin your hoe do it like nikes
stay in your lane you really wanna try me
i got that 30 you really wanna try me
look at me doin my thing
i’m bussing that xan what you thing
i’m super gone i’m moving so slow
i’m sipping that lean i’m sipping that drank
i pour a 4 super f-ckin slow
i’m trying to get the muf-ckin guap
i’m trying to get right to the top
i trying stack money like soda ya
b-tch i feel like a jew
i feeling like i grab my shoes
look at your bae givin brain
i started the train and you is the caboose
ya, i’m just doin my thing
i’m trying flex what you think
i’m trying to get all of that guap
rockin designer b-tch what you think
i got the fendi right up on my waste
i don’t f-ckin like you and that is the thing
my n-ggas all f-cking savage
my n-ggas all doin them things
i got my f-ckin bros
i got your muf-ckin hoe
i call up fendi man
and that n-gga he just f-cked your hoe
so young n-gga stay in your lane
i’m smokin on gas the big dope
i just poured a 4
time to sleep i’m moving so slow
b-tch i got no worries
b-tch i got no problems
only thing right on my mind is
that money and the commas
so broke boy stay in your lane
i’m flexing my ex on my chain
i hop up in the foreign
man i been switching lanes
yuh, aye, lil bear freestyle 2k17
(yeah i spazzed bro)
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