Baby Joker

Whole lotta camouflage shit in the driveway

Plug look like Baby Joker on Next Friday

Blue gas in the Demon, now I'm gettin' sideways

Blue racks on me, I have this shit my way

18 wheeler loaded, fresh up out the highway

All week long she been ringin' me to ride me

Carbon one fifth and it's right here beside me

Cut a **** off if I find out he lyin' to me

That's somethin' you just don't do, okay?

Trust is everything

Make sure we keep that

Yeah

"Dolph, why you fuck all that money off all on your boys?"

Bitch, 'cause them my **** (The gang)

Did all this shit straight up out of my pocket

Didn't need no crack, I'm that ****

Ye ain't never had to move 'cause your spot too hot

Ye ain't never shot a ****, ye ain't never got shot

Ye ain't never ran into your ex-bitch at the park

Hit the automatic start, flex down in a drop (Drop top)

Maison Margiela attire

I heard you a vagina buyer (Trick)

I run with the hustlers and snipers

Another seven digit wire

Dope boy, retro Michaels

I've been ridin' 'round with my rifle

I know some trappers and swipers

I'm the shit, I'm still in diapers

She ride it like a motorcycle

I fucked her good and fucked her life up

And none of these **** like us, nah

Ay, fuck 'em, let 'em hate

I'ma keep gettin' paid

Cocky-ass **** and I'm stuck in my ways

Designer diet and I'm still wearin' J's

I'm 'bout to get a Cullinan, I couldn't get the Wraith

Yeah big boy, double R, it's on the way

Or I might switch it up and put a Cutlass on eights

Pull up, hop out, look at they face

Yeah, this young **** keep Glock goin' crazy

I've been gettin' so much cake, uh

I can barely keep up what the fuck I make

God damn, I think I gotta get a new safe

At a royal bank 'cause that shit can't break

Yeah I'm the man, the man with the plan

Pull up in the van, slide the door back, I'm playin'

Four fifty rounds on the nightstand

Everybody know that Glocks don't jam

Fuck what you heard, yeah, you heard what I'm sayin'

Your paper route business got drones where I'm stayin'

I'm runnin' this shit, tell them **** stop playin'

Yeah young **** hot, need to cut on the fan

It's a whole lotta camouflage shit in the driveway

Plug look like Baby Joker on Next Friday

Blue gas in the demon, now I'm gettin' sideways

Blue racks on me, I have this shit my way

18 wheeler loaded, fresh up out the highway

All week long she been ringin' me to ride me

Coppin' one fifth and it's right here beside me

Cut a **** off if I find out he lyin' to me