How〽️uch Lyrics
[Intro: Lil Baby]
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Hm, hm
Hm, hm
[Chorus: Lil Baby]
I ain’t sold no bags in a minute (In a minute)
I can’t speak for none of the bros, what they do, that ain’t my business
This that Hellcat when I ride, not no [hemi] (Skrr, skrr)
And my image, all authentic, I ain’t have to pull no gimmicks
Multimillionaire, I’m still rocking’ Dickies (Hm, hm)
Just got off the phone with P, he told me I don’t got no limits
I’m a superstar, I still be in the trenches (Hm)
I can’t rock with none of theme busters, man, I swear I’m different
[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
Thousand pair of white Air Force Ones, straight from Finish Line
I’m just waitin’ on your favorite cappin’ rapper to finish lying
They already know what’s up, don’t play with him, gimme mine
Try to tell ’em I was the one, I gave ’em plenty signs
Forgiato ride, I got ‘dem on every whip
Now I’m having dealings with Doritos, I need my chips
I know if you if you stay down, you’ll go far, go hard, don’t trip
Look at me, I’m shining like a light from my neck to my wrist
[Bridge: Lil Baby]
Whoa
I just brought a war back to the hood so we could toast (Toast)
I can’t even say how much I’m gettin’ for a show
I been try’na dodge the block, try’na keep it on the low
In the studio I’m goin’ hard, I swear I’m ’boutta blow
I just brought a war back to the hood so we could toast (Toast)
I can’t even say how much I’m gettin’ for a show
I been try’na dodge the block, try’na keep it on the low
In the studio I’m goin’ hard, I swear I’m ’boutta blow
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[Verse 2: YungShrugga]
Make that move, get it gone (Yeah), what they do it for
These niggas playin’, they ain’t bout it, they ain’t gon’ do it, hoe
You run that game, you been the same, awe you a lil’ fluent though?
You got a block, you gon’ ride? Well, get to it, doe
They slide what you bout (Ah), mm
They gon’ ride, they gon’ ride, mm
You got yo thangs up
You ’bout to rearrange your whole play
You got your game up? (What) You better move state to state
Trip all that, make it flip
They been runnin’ ’round, gettin’ it, go get your chips
They been playin’, they confused, they lost as shit
We gon’ get it, now make the move, go get a grip (Damn)
[Chorus: Lil Baby]
I ain’t sold no bags in a minute (In a minute)
I can’t speak for none of the bros, what they do, that ain’t my business
This a Hellcat when I ride, not no [Hemi] (Skrr, skrr)
And my image, all authentic, I ain’t had to pull no gimmicks
Multimillionaire, I’m still rocking’ Dickies (Hm, hm)
Just got off the phone with P, told me I don’t got no limits
I’m a superstar, still be in the trenches (Hm)