37th Baby lyrics

by

No Savage



[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse]
I ain't tryna speak on them n*ggas that keep on speaking on me but I want 'em to die
He threw a shot through a b*tch, he gonna keep being tough on the net 'til he up in the sky
They put a hole in his head so goddamn big that his brains had came out his eyes
You n*ggas b*tches and don't wanna slide
If I get a Glock I'ma come through firing
She keep telling me that she in love, and ready for love, b*tch go find it
I ain't trusting them b*tches, they way too slimey
It was just me and Lane, took all his dimes
Whеn I went through to shoot it was just me and Coop
I'ma put me an opp in this G22
I ain't go for thе b*tch tryna throw me a opp
She was f*cking with me, Mook and Coop
n*ggas slip and it's gon' be a wait
I'm a killer but I'm not a snake
I ain't f*cking with n*ggas, they way too fake
If I throw you the play then you can't be late
Lil' bro gon' blow if I tell him to spank
Creep up, get close tryna get in your paint
Wanna claim that sh*t? I'ma show him I paint
Took one lil' year, n*ggas know what I think
n*ggas thought it was up but he ain't do a thing
I'm the type to get close, tryna hit him point blank
Heard the opp on dope, I'ma hit him with the tranq
See a opp locked up, I'ma hit him with a shank
Got bombs in the car, bro hit him with the tank
Just spanking this opp then turn him into dank
If I f*ck up the racks I'll go hit a bank
I'll wake right up, pour a six out a pint
n*gga just caught a dirty for peeing out drank
I don't need y'all n*ggas to give me respect
Know none of you b*tches could put me in check
These tough-ass n*ggas be f*cking with rats
Caught a shot to the back and it f*cked up his neck
Got a big FN that'll f*ck up a vest
I got too many men that be calling collect
You ain't gotta sneak diss, keep this sh*t direct
n*gga, you know we known to knock off hats
I wear all whites when I'm rocking the [?]
Stressing in life but I'm living it day-to-day
I'm mad, so you shouldn't get in my way today
You n*ggas is playing, you tryna get hit in your [?] face
I'm saying, you n*ggas be sweet like a damn canke
No new n*ggas, this the 37th way
Hop out the van, I just tell them "spray away"
[Outro]
(Spray it away lil' bro, let's go, let's go)
(Uh, we hop out the van, I just tell 'em, "spray it away")
(Haha, f*ck 'em, you know how I'm coming, you know how I'm coming, they thought I fell off, I'm back on their neck again, Mob!)
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