Absurd lyrics

[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*ggas' cards, I'm a nerd
It's absurd for you to come at me, boy, you a burger
If n*ggas 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*ggas do the crime just to tell, I'm confused
I'm sick they snitchin' on my n*gga Shoo
You the only n*gga who I'd let use my Ruger (My baby)
These n*ggas know I grinded from the motherf*ckin' sewers
Rap my sh*t word for word, sh*t, I'm thinkin' should I do it?
I need some dog sh*t if you want me on your music
b*tch, 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' b*tch 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*ggas' cards, I'm a nerd
It's absurd for you to come at me, boy, you a burger
If n*ggas 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? f*ck it, I'll buy it all if that sh*t sealed
This sh*t 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 f*ckin' with me, where the proof? (Show me)
Heard a n*gga 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*gga in a suit (Brrt)
Let your b*tch 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*ggas think they f*ckin' 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*ggas' cards, I'm a nerd
It's absurd for you to come at me, boy, you a burger
If n*ggas 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