Baby Momma lyrics

[Hook]
Bottles back to back in V.I.P, get drunk with all the strippers
Got into it with the bottle girl, I'm like "Where my tenders?"
We might crash out, we catch a opp, please don't take no pictures
Baby momma took a gun case, she realer than all these n*ggas
Haha, yeah, she realer than all these n*ggas
Baby momma took a gun case, she realer than all these n*ggas [x2]

[Verse 1 - 30 Deep Grimeyy]
Free D West, he punkin' all the goofies eatin' up all they dinner
When I die don't let no pussies in, I want all the killers
Ex b*tch cut me off and now I'm up, she tryna hide the (?)
Used to trainhop and catch the bus but now I'm in the sprinter
Yeah, b*tch, now I'm in the sprinter
Thumbing through these hundreds I done f*cked around and caught a splinter
220 on the dash I hit a bump and I f*cked up my fender
220 on the dash I hit a bump and I f*cked up my fender

[Hook]
Bottles back to back in V.I.P, get drunk with all the strippers
Got into it with the bottle girl, I'm like "Where my tenders?"
We might crash out, we catch a opp, please don't take no pictures
Baby momma took a gun case, she realer than all these n*ggas
Haha, yeah, she realer than all these n*ggas
Baby momma took a gun case, she realer than all these n*ggas [x2]
[Verse 2 - 30 Deep Grimeyy]
They can cut the lights off in this b*tch, my VVs still shining
30 Deep the gang, we in this b*tch, my n*ggas still grimy
Do not give you pistol to big Pistol, cuz still slimy
We just seen the opps, they ain't see us, that sh*t was perfect timing
Ain't tripping off getting popped, I got my shooter on the parking lot
Zombie tips in this .40, I swear that sh*t feel like a porcupine
Caught that n*gga slipping, he was p*ssing in a port-a-potty
n*ggas talking murders, they ain't never ever caught a body

[Hook]
Bottles back to back in V.I.P, get drunk with all the strippers
Got into it with the bottle girl, I'm like "Where my tenders?"
We might crash out, we catch a opp, please don't take no pictures
Baby momma took a gun case, she realer than all these n*ggas
Haha, yeah, she realer than all these n*ggas
Baby momma took a gun case, she realer than all these n*ggas [x2]

[Verse 3 - Sada Baby]
I ain't got no baby momma, but if I did
Guarantee the b*tch be tough as f*ck, she done had my kids
I probably would've had some extra smoke from showing her how to shoot the blick
But I ain't worried 'bout it at all because that pus*y don't exist
Pull out all the time, I reload the clip
Huh, I be focused in through the scope like I hope it's him
Huh, make him disappear, AR hocus pocus him
Stop the show shoot from the ceiling, percs that superhero feeling
Side b*tch got the sidearm in her titties
Yeah, I hop out with 50, bro hop out with 50 ignant
Make you punch your ticket, this b*tch got missiles up in it
[Hook]
Bottles back to back in V.I.P, get drunk with all the strippers
Got into it with the bottle girl, I'm like "Where my tenders?"
We might crash out, we catch a opp, please don't take no pictures
Baby momma took a gun case, she realer than all these n*ggas
Haha, yeah, she realer than all these n*ggas
Baby momma took a gun case, she realer than all these n*ggas [x2]