Baby Chain lyrics

[Intro]
It's 5:40
Franchise- sh*t

[Verse]
I drop a bag on ’em, raise the tag on 'em
Yo hoe wanna take a pic, she know it last long
500 thousand in the bank, but 10 cash on me
They say my bag was a bit to big, look like a bat tho'
Tell me why would I argue wit a n*gga who could work for me?
Can’t get high inside my Benz, cuz I'll kill you if you burn my seat
Countin' money wit' my son, I love that n*gga, he like a mini-me
My walk-in closet bigger than yo apartment, n*gga you can't f*ck wit me

I got "BABY" on my chain, but he really got a baby chain
We put smoke after that boy like a n*gga won't go show yo state
We a knock a n*gga off, we don't give a f*ck bout what you claim
Play wit me inside yo city and I bet we make you move away
Fastest version of this car, but I still pull up late
n*gga mad, you don't wanna be his friend, I think he gay
Hutch told me what was goin’ on, you n*ggas jewelry fake
Hutch I’m sorry, I know that was some sh*t I wouldn't even
Supposed to say

Louis V duffle bag, spent a bag to hold the bag
When I swerve outside the lane, the car go back so I don’t crash
I can't even take you serious, you ain't never sold a bag
All my sh*t be brand new, I'm the one who pop the tag
n*gga think this sh*t a game, we gon’ have to show his ass
n*gga think this sh*t a game, have lil' bro go blow his ass
Got two dracos in my coupe, if you try, you get gassed
They been rappin' for so long, how the f*ck I shoot past em?
[Outro]
And I still jet past 'em