BALD! (OG MIX) lyrics

[Intro]
One two, one two
One two, one two
One two, one two, one two
One two, one two, one-
I believe these, man
Everything about JPEG's, I like (jesus)
Yeah
f*ck that, whoa, uh

[Verse 1]
f*ck that b*tch, I changed the plan
Switch my style like I switch hands
Block the witness, take the stand
f*ck out the way b*tch, back it up
sh*t better get played in a palace (Word)
I can't treat n*ggas like big deals
Why put up a front? I’m callous
Bald (Ha)
I look like Ray Allen (Real)
These n*ggas make beats on big wheels
Yo' files is not a challenge (Nah)
Boy, you can't rap for sh*t
Shuttlesworth blessed me with talent
Hairline proof God needs balance
Bald! (Dwayne Wade)
[Bridge]
Uh, look, I’m cashin' out
Young Darby I’m taggin' in
They gon’ bring your casket out
I hope that you fit in it, ooh
What you doin', babe?
How you get caught with no Gat? (Yeah, yeah)
You n*ggas must got no pride
Peggy gon’ give you no slack, for real
'Cause you pus*y

[Verse 2]
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Keep my business off the 'Gram
Switch my style like I switch hands
Goin' to war on foreign land
f*ck out the way b*tch, back it up
sh*t better get played in a palace
Wait, uh
I can't treat n*ggas like big deals (Yeah)
These toys don’t come with no kid's meal
Been there, done that, done seen it
Not my girl but I f*ck her like she is
They be f*cking up my lyrics on Genius
And these pus*y ass critics repeat it
Been the same since Even Stevens
Y'all n*ggas switch like the seasons (Facts)
Y’all lives ain’t got no meanin' (Why)
And them deals ain’t got no freedom
I can't just loop it and leave it
Gotta smack it up, rip it up, and eat it (Yeah, ha)
You can't feed your kid 'cause you spent that sh*t on your car (You broke!)
Tape my hands, I’m going over squares' heads like a VCR (Ha)
Bald!