Listen to Sunday Morning (feat. Lil Baby) by B La B

Sunday Morning (feat. Lil Baby)

B La B

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

B La B

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Brandon Whatley

Brandon Whatley

Composer

Dominique' Jones

Dominique' Jones

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Quay Global

Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Cook that shit up, Quay

[Chorus]

Soon I as push up

She gon' get in my car, yeah (My car)

Only drink Actavis (Act)

I don't take bars (I don't take bars)

Bringing my stacks up

And I can fuck on stars (Fuck on stars)

Whenever my mood change

I can go and switch up cars (Switch up cars)

Diamonds on Blu-Ray

Came through dripping like Sunday morning (Sunday morning)

I just been stacking patient

Next birthday, probably buy me a foreign (Buy me a foreign)

Still balling hard like Jordan (Jordan)

Walk in the bank with my .40 (My .40)

Everywhere I go, they recording (Recording)

Stay down now I'm important (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2]

Whole lotta blue racks (Racks)

Bitches know we having money (Ooh)

Pull up they like hooray (Hooray)

Foreign coup, Chanel, we stunting

Smoking all this gold as soon as fuck I wanna roll up (Soon as fuck)

A couple birdies in their Bentleys screaming fours up (Fours up)

Ain't no jelly I do Margiela

Piss on you, no R. Kelly

Eating like a beast up in these streets, I got a large belly

I want all the cash, and I got all of the swag yeah (Yeah, yeah)

****, they be mad they think I'm doing some kind of magic (Why)

[Verse 3]

Ice on, when I hit that scene and shit the lights off

I'm piped up flyer than a kite I'm on a flight though

Gotta pipe down, if you get too loud, I'll knock your lights out

Wanna fight now? I got some guys and they go (Blow blow)

[Verse 4]

Soon as push up

She gon get in my car, yeah (My car)

Only drink Actavis (Act)

I don't take bars (I don't take bars)

Ran my stacks up

And I can fuck on stars (Fuck on stars)

Whenever my mood change

I can go and switch up car (Switch your cars)

Diamonds on Blu-Ray

Came through dripping like Sunday morning (Sunday morning)

I just been stacking patient

Next birthday, probably buy me a foreign (Buy me a foreign)

Still balling hard like Jordan (Jordan)

Walk in the bank with my 40 (My 40)

Everywhere I go they recording (Recording)

Stay down now I'm important (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 5]

Real street ****, I ain't fighting, no

We don't do one on one (No)

Fuck you think we taking chances?

Riding with all these guns

I ain't never played the flute

But I keep these mags and I got this drum, yeah

Young **** just finish high school

But he get a X pill, he going dumb, yeah

I see him watching, tryna get the recipe

I'll be god damned if I let him get the best of me

Money on me no regular pedestrian

I put that dope in pots and make it specialty

I pay security, ain't no touching me

Everything guaranteed when you fucking me

Everything double C's, it's a luxury

She just mad because she ain't get no nut from me

[Verse 6]

It ain't no I in team, we on that fuckery

Bitch, I'm a meal ticket, ain't no cooking me

Bitch, you can't come with me, it ain't no company

How you a boss, and you don't own a company?

Pussy good, ass fat, that shit come for me

Wish a **** would, I ain't no rapper b

I be in the hood where all them trappers be

Everywhere I go, I'm keeping that strap with me

[Chorus]

Soon as I push up

She gon' get in my car, yeah (My car)

Only drink Actavis (Act)

I don't take bars (I don't take bars)

Bringing my stacks up

And I can fuck on stars (Fuck on stars)

Whenever my mood change

I can go and switch up cars (Switch up cars)

Diamonds on Blu-Ray

Came through dripping like Sunday morning (Sunday morning)

I just been stacking patient

Miss your birthday, probably buy me a foreign (Buy me a foreign)

Still balling hard like Jordan (Jordan)

Walk in the bank with my 40 (My 40)

Everywhere I go, they recording (Recording)

Stay down, now I'm important (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Written by: Brandon Whatley, Dominique' Jones

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