"My Baby" lyrics

Baow
My lil' rapper, lil' baby, come fuck with the Fz, my lil' trapper, lil' baby
Her body petite, hair done, nails done, baby girl you look good in the mag suit lady
I know you a tough girl, handle your own, but, baby girl, I'm a clapper lil' baby
I hate when you mad, pick you up in a black truck, flowers and shit, what's the matter my baby?
I know that you think in the back of your head I'm a hoe, 'cause you fuck with the way that I talk
Liking your posts on the 'Gram for a minute, like, girl you a dime, ain't gon' lie, I'm a stalk
Baby girl know she safe when she ridin' with me, if they playin' with her, guns, round of applause
Freak in the sheets when she ridin' the dick, baby girl is a freak, never gotta go pause, like, like
Baby girl, what's the matter? I know you been eatin', your ass gettin' fatter, like
Baby, come fuck with the Flick, I can show you real shit, I'm way more than a rapper
I know that you think that I'm stuck on my ex, but, baby girl, I can merch you look badder
Don't care 'bout your ex, if he stalkin' your page put my hand on your neck and start making him madder (baow, baow)