"Baguettes" lyrics

Mm
It's inevitable
Pink Percocets, bubble gum, I'm too crazy, yee, ah
Runnin' for my life at night and the drugs that'll save me
(808)

I forgot the haters when I got the baguettes
When the diamonds on me, I don't need to go flex
Off an OxyContin, now she wanna have sex
Baby, pop it open when we in the Corvette
They sendin' shots, we gon' send that shit back
We don't shoot at your chest, we gon' aim at your neck
We hittin' your head, we ain't worried 'bout the vest
Police is watchin', but they can't arrest
Hop in a 'Rari and jet
You niggas rattin', ain't nothin' but pests
I swear, I'm never gon' stress
I got the answers, they takin' a test
Yo' bitch keep tellin' me that I'm the best
Lil' nigga
Did this on my own, I get my bread with real figures
I was on the block, we servin' work with real drillers
He gon' be surprised, he beef online, we kill niggas
She gon' cheat on you, and throw the top for coco
How I'm out in Cali with the ice, it don't snow
How you talk 'bout trappin', you ain't seen or sold dope
I forgot the haters when I got the baguettes
When the diamonds on me, I don't need to go flex
Off an OxyContin, now she wanna have sex
Baby, pop it open while she in the Corvette
The chopper on me, I be catchin' the rat
I'm 'bout my money, put that on the set
Fuck what you sayin', my nigga, they make believe
I might have to touch your spleen
Yee, I make her cream
She wanna scream, your bitch a fiend
Your bitch a fiend, in love with me, the life of dreams