king von & lil durk – baguette’s lyrics
[intro]
(everything mvjor)
[chorus: booka600]
i got two duffle bags and they handed from the teller
two bad b#tches, but they dead to me like callus
and i’m chasin’ all this money, army green, the color relish
pop, pop, they fall like feathers, this watch is all baguettes
i got my hammer on me, see his b#tch and went to nailed her
b#tch, i’m with the gang, that mean i’m hangin’ ’round some felons
and blow, he got the k, and he gon’ play it like a guitar
never have i hit a b#tch that say she don’t wanna f#ck again
[verse 1: lil durk]
don’t none of my diamonds be si’s
i bought some cartiers just for my left eye
k!llin’ on the southside, money on the westside
hustler, i could sell popeyes to popeyes
i got it out the mud, i ain’t never had sh#t
gang, gang, gang, n#ggas know what it is
hermes rag when i wipe my tears
carat and carat sh#t in my ear
and i go johnny, ain’t goin’ no veneers
i see lil d when i look in the mirror
lam’ truck, i ain’t gotta pop it in gear
hurtin’ my mom only thing that i fear
and that sh#t scary
fake n#ggas real, let ’em tell it
my pockets got like jared
but this ain’t subway
i’ma keep my nine just like rj barrett
[chorus: booka600 & king von]
i got two duffle bags and they handed from the teller
two bad b#tches, but they dead to me like callus
and i’m chasin’ all this money, army green, the color relish
pop, pop, they fall like feathers, this watch is all baguettes
i got my hammer on me, see his b#tch and went to nailed her
b#tch, i’m with the gang, that mean i’m hangin’ ’round some felons
and blow, he got the k, and he gon’ play it like a guitar
never have i hit a b#tch that say she don’t wanna f#ck again (von)
[verse 2: king von]
i’m king von from the o
the dirty lil’ boy, used to sleep on the floor
the same lil’ n#gga chased dawg by the store
and now i got a mil’, n#gga, i’m the g.o.a.t.
heart so cold, need a moncler coat
my gun hot like i got it out the stove
your b#tch weak, won’t touch that ho
free cdai, numba9, d#rose
bangman, duke, can’t forget ebo (uh#huh)
them my bros, o block, 6#o (uh#huh)
they with me everywhere i go
you better know if i blow, he blow
me and whitewall was posted up at the store
me and l’a was drillin’ sh#t when it was cold
reminiscing on the days when we was close
i love both sides, just to let you know
[chorus: booka600]
i got two duffle bags and they handed from the teller
two bad b#tches, but they dead to me like callus
and i’m chasin’ all this money, army green, the color relish
pop, pop, they fall like feathers, this watch is all baguettes
i got my hammer on me, see his b#tch and went to nailed her
b#tch, i’m with the gang, that mean i’m hangin’ ’round some felons
and blow, he got the k, and he gon’ play it like a guitar
never have i hit a b#tch that say she don’t wanna f#ck again
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