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crae - baguettes lyrics

yeah
pack bussin’

itzcrae
b+tch

you hea’ me
big sg sh+t n+gga

whole lotta
they gone be mad
i’ll be in that bentayga
i can’t wait go tell my momma we made it
no suit and tie
and they giving me payments
level up i’m tryn get my day to day lit
neck froze
now i can’t feel my face
i’m out da window middle finger to jakes
can’t even sleep i’m having visions of cake
opps clocking
i ain’t leaving a trace
yo n+ggas know how i’m rockin
ain’t no other option
i’m going for broke
but no broke ain’t an option
my pockets they watching
i’m watching em watch em
try take something from me
i see how you plotting
no tussle bro bust you
ain’t no othеr option
don’t flex
bro you best check your tonе when you talking
tryn’ get me a cool 20 bands off a walk in
no lie, when i die
put baguettes on my coffin
fought for mine
got scars on my face
grew up round gorillas
i dealt with the snakes
hit them l!cks on foot
tryn slide in a wraith
big steppa lil n+gga you feel the sh+t shake
roll up za
sh+t getting me baked
i’m straight
yo gas ain’t got sh+t on my jay
these n+ggas tryn play
im tryn get back to business
back moving that weight
like i’m focused on fitness
pour more in my sprite
got me pushing my limits
these n+gga pretending
these n+ggas pretenders
ain’t never sed that i was sh+t but a winner
might cop me a h+lly to sport in the winter
tryn hop in the h+llcat
it roar like its simba
you get in that jam you gone sing like tenor
i’m finna go ham
eat the beat like it’s dinner
my shordy want d+ck
then right over i bend her
sg team
gang for the green
pull up in fleets of them foreign machines
n+ggas is scary
b+tches be green
i hit my bro perry
we hit the scene
gone in a blink
middle of summer tryn’ cop me a mink
just like the plumber
neck wet like the sink
cash out a milli
my safe like the brinks
off deals imma ink
who out here harder
i’m harder then ever
this rapping my pleasure
i’m upping my level
you not on my level
i won’t even see you
you not on my schedule
could never wanna be you
cuz being me better
gone cop me a bezel
i call it my vessel
don’t wrestle
a n+gga walk down like i’m westbrook
and check you
you only get close if i let you
back up or i let loose
yeah
man these n+ggas be having these lame ass hoes running ‘round like they special
make your move, and catch this face shot from this 38 special
my n+ggas treat life like a western
with your b+tch laying d+ck in the westin
top floor in the sky no jetsons
mike tyson, i like flexing
yessir
imma real big stepper
finesse professor
throat collector
your b+tch giving that neck up
doc saying i’m hot, no check up
put in work now my shot impressive
they saying i’m next up
this just test run
soon i’ll be goat, yeah the best one

they gone be mad
i’ll be in that bentayga
i can’t wait go tell my momma we made it
no suit and tie
and they giving me payments
level up i’m tryn get my day to day lit
neck froze
now i can’t feel my face
i’m out da window middle finger to jakes
can’t even sleep i’m having visions of cake
opps clocking
i ain’t leaving a trace
yo n+ggas know how i’m rockin
ain’t no other option
i’m going for broke
but no broke ain’t an option
my pockets they watching
i’m watching em watch em
try take something from me
i see how you plotting
no tussle bro bust you
ain’t no other option
don’t flex
bro you best check your tone when you talking
tryn’ get me a cool 20 bands off a walk in
no lie, when i die
put baguettes on my coffin

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