38 Baby lyrics

by

Kevin Gates



[Intro]
I don't give a f*ck who out here doing this sh*t, mane, yeah
You know, n*gga know what the f*ck this is mane, NBA gang, ya heard me?
I go by YoungBoy, I'm the hottest youngin, ya heard me?
f*ck what a n*gga talkin' 'bout, believe that

[Verse 1]
Everybody under disguise, man, they scheming
These hoes will set you up
Tell you they love you, they don't mean it
Full of syrup, b*tch, I'm leanin'
Smokin' dope with the demon
Send my youngin you, lil n*gga, give me a reason
I heard a n*gga say they turned me up, get off a n*gga di*k
Don't like the fact that now I'm blowin' up, n*gga, get on your sh*t
I got turned on next Montana, ain't nobody give me sh*t
b*tch, I bought my own car, started my own dealership
Cruisin' down Florida with my burner, leanin', faded
To tell the truth, I don't know why these n*ggas hating
I stay with the 38, I won't let nobody take me
And I know these n*ggas plottin', so I don't smile up in they faces, yeah

[Chorus]
No, I ain't crazy, so b*tch, don't try to play me
I'm a 38 baby, go against me, I'ma slam 'em
Out the north, know not to spare them
Go with his move, b*tch, I dare them
Go with his move, b*tch, I dare them
[Bridge]
And I don't go nowhere without that iron on me
This sh*t so cut throat, my own n*ggas talkin' down on me
These n*ggas envy for no reason, I ain't got time for them
I'm out that gang and what I rep, b*tch, I stand on it
And I don't go nowhere without that iron on me
This sh*t so cut throat, my own n*ggas talkin' down on me
These n*ggas envy for no reason, I ain't got time for them
I'm out that gang and what I rep, b*tch, I stand on itt

[Verse 2]
For so long I've been slept on, got to make them believe me
Just bought a Glock-up out the north, so that's them shots off the 3's
Got the law up on my ass, demons up in my dreams
Andy Gaulden was my uncle, robbin' sh*t in my genes
n*gga, I'll prove it while you assumin', I'm up in Houston
Brand new rod for my youngin' for whoever wanna do me
With this beef sh*t, I don't stop like Q-Red, b*tch, I'm producing
3Three let me hold the Glock, I'm just waitin' for to use it, pus*y

[Outro]
I'm strapped in the booth right now, b
Ut that's how the game go, they gon' talk
You know I don't do nothing but turn up, they gon' hate
b*tch ass n*gga get your money up, gang
You heard me? I run my city, NBA, Never Broke Again
Yeah, 2016 sh*t, n*gga, NBA Live
b*tch, I stand on it, gang
Ayy, ayy, YoungBoy
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