[Intro: Baby Smoove]
Yes, sir
Yes, sir
(Meech)
Ayy

[Chorus: Baby Smoove]
What's the word? My lil' baby itchin' off them Percs
I don't serve, I'm cracking n***as' cards, I'm a nerd
It's absurd for you to come at me, boy, you a burger
If n***as pillow talking, then we lurking
They know my zone, my baby Joe Blow just came home
P on his way to me, he got Wock', I need a four
I got my stick 'cause where I go, you won't
Ain't gotta ask for no head 'cause my ho grown

[Verse 1: Baby Smoove]
I like juice, I let her get a sip, she like it too
These n***as do the crime just to tell, I'm confused
I'm sick they snitchin' on my n***a Shoo
You the only n***a who I'd let use my Ruger (My baby)
These n***as know I grinded from the motherfuckin' sewers
Rap my shit word for word, shit, I'm thinkin' should I do it?
I need some dog shit if you want me on your music
Bitch, I had a name way before I made music
Brodie swung the 'Cat, I'm just happy he ain't lose it
You had a lil' wave, but fell off 'cause you was boostin'
I was on my knuckles, then FedEx got me through it
Lil' bitch ugly with an ass, I can't do it
Give Kane my bankroll 'cause it's funny when he threw it
Juggin' in my Raf Simons, I remember wearin' Samoas
I just want some head, why you tryna bust it open?
She like when I hit it off them Percs, I be focused
[Chorus: Baby Smoove]
What's the word? My lil' baby itchin' off them Percs
I don't serve, I'm cracking n***as' cards, I'm a nerd
It's absurd for you to come at me, boy, you a burger
If n***as pillow talking, then we lurking
They know my zone, my baby Joe Blow just came home
P on his way to me, he got Wock', I need a four
I got my stick 'cause where I go, you won't
Ain't gotta ask for no head 'cause my ho grown

[Verse 2: Talibando]
What's the deal? I heard you had a route on them pills
You got drank? Fuck it, I'll buy it all if that shit sealed
This shit real, baby, is you tryna stuff these pills? (Is you?)
'Cause if not, I'ma throw you out the crib like Uncle Phil (Get out)
I'm the truth, they think they fuckin' with me, where the proof? (Show me)
Heard a n***a sick I'm gettin' off, go get him some soup (I heard he sick)
Ride with them choppers, I ain't gotta call the troops
If it's some problems, put a n***a in a suit (Brrt)
Let your bitch swing the 'Cat, she ain't never drove a coupe (Skrrt)
They know my name in the 10, the fiends ain't never heard of you
I just left up out of Saks, fifteen-hundred on the Goose
They mad the bag don't stop, we get it, get it, Uncle Luke
I was down bad, but the Greyhound got me through it (Yeah)
Runnin' through the bag, I wasn't tryna do no music
N***as think they fuckin' with me, then they stupid
'Bout to upgrade me and my chain chain, we need Cubans (Bustdown)
[Chorus: Baby Smoove]
What's the word? My lil' baby itchin' off them Percs
I don't serve, I'm cracking n***as' cards, I'm a nerd
It's absurd for you to come at me, boy, you a burger
If n***as pillow talking, then we lurking
They know my zone, my baby Joe Blow just came home
P on his way to me, he got Wock', I need a four
I got my stick 'cause where I go, you won't
Ain't gotta ask for no head 'cause my ho grown