lil baby - going for it lyrics
[intro]
cook that sh-t up quay
yeah yeah
i come from the cook up, that’s all i know
cook that sh-t up quay
[chorus]
they thinkin’ i ain’t gettin’ no money ’cause i never show it
i’m tryna run me up a whole dime and i’m goin’ for it
f-ck i look like takin’ chances
f-ck this money, go and blow it
i’m tryna run mine up, i gotta put mine up
puttin’ up the money for lil jason ’cause he growin’ up
i do four shows every week, man i’m blowin’ up
last month i got seven, this month i want ten, i’m goin’ up
they tryna stop my shine, but they can’t stop my shine
[verse 1]
i just bought a brand new rolex
i’m a million dollar n-gg-, no flex
stretch these pounds, change my name to boflex
hit your baby mama, now your ho next
i want a rose gold on the patek
i want a regular one, i want it faster
i’m doing numbers, call it mathematics
i had a half a ticket in the attic
it ain’t gon’ never stop, i’m everlasting
they know how i come, they know how i come
they know how i come
they know how i come before i get there
cross ’em over, raf simmons footwear
balenciaga runners, these my fifth pair
ten figure n-gg-, i’ma get there
traphouse bunkin’, we don’t live here
could’ve been gone but i’m still here
pints of activis, they the real deal
used to have to rob and i still will
[chorus]
they thinkin’ i ain’t gettin’ no money ’cause i never show it
i’m tryna run me up a whole dime and i’m goin’ for it
f-ck i look like takin’ chances
f-ck this money, go and blow it
i’m tryna run mine up, i gotta put mine up
puttin’ up the money for lil jason ’cause he growin’ up
i do four shows every week, man i’m blowin’ up
last month i got seven, this month i want ten, i’m goin’ up
they tryna stop my shine, but they can’t stop my shine
[verse 2]
i’m on parole still, got a p-ssword
i’m goin’ straight net, f-ck the backboard
i remember when i used to ask for it
i don’t think back, i just press fast forward
i want happiness, i spend my last for it
two twenty-five read on the dashboard
cost a quarter mil and i paid cash for it
poppin’ percs, i ain’t thinkin’ ’bout last
i’m never p-ssin’ dirty, f-ck my po
lost it all, got me f-cked on my re-up
b-tches talkin’ down but f-ck it ’cause we up
she act crazy i got booed in korea
never thought that rappin’ would be my career
i’m a trap star and that’s what it is
a couple million five, i ain’t signing no deal
n-gg- out of line, we gon’ spray, you get k!lled
draco with the drum, hop out and go dumb
i come from the slum, two fingers and a thumb
n-gg- know i chunk it up, rep your set and throw it up
n-gg- try to take my chain we gon’ shoot up the whole club
[chorus]
they thinkin’ i ain’t gettin’ no money ’cause i never show it
i’m tryna run me up a whole dime and i’m goin’ for it
f-ck i look like takin’ chances
f-ck this money, go and blow it
i’m tryna run mine up, i gotta put mine up
puttin’ up the money for lil jason ’cause he growin’ up
i do four shows every week, man i’m blowin’ up
last month i got seven, this month i want ten, i’m goin’ up
they tryna stop my shine, but they can’t stop my shine
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