[Intro]
Yeah, (Hey Chris)
Baby life


[Chorus]
Dirty sticks, I got 30s on me
Free King 30, that's my lil homie
You can't come round' us, you a fake homie
Fuck his damn ashes, we don't fuck with lotion
Ion fuck with n***a's, where the rod token
Fuck the police, all my whips stolen
They be knocking n***a's, like they went bowling
Shit get real wicked, talm bout' Glokk40

[Verse 1]
Never went out bad, I keep 30's on me
If it ain't me, see King 30 for me
And I her buy, Balenci, no Fashion Nova
I be wacking opp's, with the cold shoulder
I'm the same n***a, I'm just getting older
I'm the same n***a, that bring pain n***a
Y'all too lame to me, y'all can't hang with me
Be with real killas, that be popping off
Bring you around, that throwed off
Real OSO, you the knock off
Baby Life coming, better watch out
I got vamp's with me, when I walk out
It's whatever n***a, man it guns up
I draw down choppa's on em, and they run from us
I be ready shoot, never got my blicky tucked
Rob the whole city boy, y'all know what's up with us
[Verse 2]
Hmm, and BL and its 4L
N***a fuck jail, I'll never tell
Can't get rid of me, just like a bad smell
One hand take em off just like I'm Odell
10 letter mobb, they wan' be GF
Look at that draco, I love that motherfuckin' to death
Pop out the cut, all the whoas know I step
Mafioso, give a fuck about yo' set
N***a I'm dolo, I got 30's on me when I walk out
Just like a cholo
Shit wasn't none six hunnid for a ocho
Free King 30, Lil bit' fuck po po
Had a switch capo mine went rogue
7-6 shit, bless me with a pole
I don't think takin n***a's off, when they get old
Can't trust nobody, everybody gon' fold
N***a's getting mad at us, cuz they told
Huh, I'm dying by that 5, Huh, 15 in that fucking steyr
Huh, I be ready to kill Michael Myers