On My Baby - Lil Wop

Ayy, ran them racks up, they think I made it though

Talkin' 'bout you fuck with me, oh, you can save it though

Then I heard his traphouse full of racks, we finna raid the ho

Nigga talkin' 'bout that he fucked my bitch, no way, he paid the ho

And I got a bitch that’s with the shits, she creep the tazer, ho

And I heard that nigga want some clout, we frontpage him, bro (Ayy)

I just made it rain, but it ain’t rainin' though

And when I run up all these mills, I still ain’t changin' though

She say I’m a thot, I change these hoes, yeah, like I change my clothes (It's

Wop)

I got some shit deep in my soda only God knows (Ayy, ayy)

Drive slow

I poured an eight, I’m high but my eyes low

Run a pole

They really be bitches, they shoot with their eyes closed (Ayy)

I just walked in in brand new Margielas, I turned my swag on (Ayy)

I didn’t wanna hit her, I just fucked his bitch so she’d have something to brag

on

Ayy, on my baby, though (It's Wop)

Ayy, I can’t get caught up with no lil' crazy ho (Ayy)

Ayy, ran them racks up, they think I made it though (It's Wop)

Talkin' 'bout you fuck with me, oh, you can save it though (Ayy)

Then I heard his traphouse full of racks, we finna raid the ho

Nigga talkin' 'bout that he fucked my bitch, no way, he paid the ho

And I got a bitch that’s with the shits, she creep the tazer, ho

And I heard that nigga want some clout, we frontpage him, bro