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lil baby & rylo rodriquez - forget that lyrics

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[intro: lil baby & quavo]
my diamonds hit harder, when the light off
[?] my shows just a write off
this beat from murda (murda)

[verse 1: lil baby]
got a thousand pounds for a thousand, buy them b#tches now
first they tried to steal my style, now they tryna steal my sound
thank god (phew), i ain’t been broke in a while
do what i do to [?] my child
i left the b#tch in the field, and she sour
move like a ghost in my town, i got power
reach for a chain on my neck, hear a bow
i hit ’em hard, make ’em throw in the towel
don’t get ’em started, if you ask me, i’m the hardest
ain’t come to play with these boys, i ain’t carti
amg big body, sound like it farted
i hurt they feelings, ain’t telling’ ’em “sorry”
these n#ggas boring, i’m on some more sh#t
hundred racks spent on my t##th, i like flossin’
ran up ten million and still ain’t get c#cky
f#ck your opinion, don’t need it, i’m poppin’
told all the bros, “catch a opp,” and he dropped ’em
everyone hot on my label, got options
seen your deposit, we call it rock [?]
breakin’ in cars, my lil’ bro like a locksmith
that n#gga throw it up, he on them roxies
why you keep buyin’ these chains and these watches?
how could i not? every day i get profit
[?] my drip, ’cause [?] be watchin’
i really go from these projects to projects
they gotta take it with ease, they can’t stop it
f#ck it, ain’t letting’ ’em breathe, they could die
think ’bout the bros every time i get high
free the guys… baby

[chorus: lil baby]
my diamonds hit harder, i ain’t in no competition
not to mention, just a lil’ bit richer, can’t forget that (ha)
flew here, we got chartered (chartered)
shawty, she so raw, i might just let her have my daughter
naw i’m trippin’, yeah, forget that
this the get back (yeah)

[verse 2: rylo rodriguez]
hand out ten bands, spend that sh#t on denim
i pull up, usain bolt, track out, listen, not no rental
kept it real, i came up playin’ cops and robbers
you the guy with the bag, then i’m the n#ggas wit the choppa
my n#ggas get bodies in the daytime
we don’t wrap this sh#t, won’t make it past a k#9
i know real trappers that stay on the block, but they don’t play less
but if they see twelve, they know to run though, like they [?]
i stack that sh#t up to the ceiling, no more [?]
i bought a pendant, came from [?], but i ain’t [?]
but i’m with a ar, he got murked with a revolver
i sent the [?] in the ‘foam, i’m sipping’ cough syrup
no she can’t play me, though she try, i’ma dog her
[?] askin’ questions crazy, is you ’bout to drive a [?]
is you tryna go independent, my lil’ dj signed with baby
rolex like g#shock too, just kidding, we finally made it

[chorus: lil baby]
my diamonds hit harder, i ain’t in no competition
not to mention, just a lil’ bit richer, can’t forget that (ha)
flew here, we got chartered (chartered)
shawty, she so raw, i might just let her have my daughter
naw i’m trippin’, yeah, forget that
this the get back (yeah)
my diamonds hit harder, i ain’t in no competition
not to mention, just a lil’ bit richer, can’t forget that (ha)
flew here, we got chartered (chartered)
shawty, she so raw, i might just let her have my daughter
naw i’m trippin’, yeah, forget that
this the get back (yeah)

[outro: rylo rodriguez]
hand out ten bands, spend that sh#t on denim



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