BabyWipe lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy
CashMoneyAP
Yuh, yuh, yuh, who?
b*tch, ayy
Sauce
Flex, wet, in the flesh, ayy

[Chorus]
How is you feelin', vro? Uh
Feelin' like the Four, I feel fantastic
Which one would you be though? Uh
Mr. Fantastic 'cause my money like elastic
Burberry trench furcoat
You smoke oregano, I'm smoking on the cat p*ss
I'ma be real ya' know, when I whip my di*k out
She said, "Too big, gotta map this"
How is you feelin', vro? Uh
Feelin' like the Four, I feel fantastic
Which one would you be though? Uh
Mr. Fantastic 'cause my money like elastic
Burberry trench furcoat
You smoke oregano, I'm smoking on that cat p*ss
I'ma be real ya' know, when I whip my di*k out
She said, "Too big, gotta map this"
[Verse 1]
Ayy, water that pus*y like baptist
To find my sauce, need a atlas
Her pus*y hungry and starving
So my di*k is what I use it as the damn catnip
Rap game on faster than fast so
Be real, all these n*ggas I might overlap them
Never mind, I just might cap them
Just like a taser, I zap them
Shock, mm I f*ck a b*tch in the dark, mmm
My diamonds shine in the dark, mmm
Weed deadass smell like a fart, mmm
I'ma go just like a cart, hmm
You police, I'll call you Paul, uh, Blart, uh
Try, but you never can f*ck my thot
Or Milly Rock on my block
Okay, Post Malone with that pistol (Post Malone)
I see you is the issue (Post Malone)
I know that you hard as tissues (Hard!)
See you giggle like tickle
Your b*tch seeking me like missile (Yup, yup, yup)
Heat sensor on my pickle
You know I done tell no fiddles (Hee!)
But I rhyme right like a riddle, okay, like

[Chorus]
How is you feelin', vro? (Stabby!)
Feeling like the Four, I feel fantastic (-Tastic!)
Which one would you be though? (Which one?)
Mr. Fantastic, 'cause my money like elastic (-Lastic!)
Burberry trench raincoat (Burr! Burr!)
You smoke oregano, I'm smoking on the cat p*ss (Cat p*ss!)
I'ma be real ya' know, when I whip my di*k out
She said "too big, gotta map this" (Hooooo!)
[Verse 2]
Map, map, map (Map)
You the type to have eyebrow cat scratch (Scratch, scratch)
Hit 'em in the field like baseball bat
And I'm fresh off a lick like an old Tic-Tac
You done f*cked up, like you "Take a Step Back"
Cool cat like a stray in a freezer in the back
Like you're JAY-Z, no Roc-A-Fella holla back
But I'm 'bout the damn money boomerang back
Okay like lisp, is how I speak 'cause I sip
Lean like what's done on your b*tch
In your mouth, I fit a fist
Pistol best friends with my hip
Like T.I., b*tch as a tip
I don't get head, I get lip
The sauce is what I done dripped
The sauce is water I, ayy

[Chorus]
How is you feelin', vro? (How is you?)
Feelin' like the Four, b*tch I feel fantastic (Feelin' like a, feelin' like a)
Which one would you be though? (Which?)
Mr. Fantastic 'cause my money like elastic (This a celebration!)
Burberry trench raincoat
You smoke oregano, I'm smoking on the cat p*ss (Hahaha)
I'ma be real ya' know, when I whip my di*k out (Yeah)
She said, "Too big, gotta map this" (Flex, wet)
How is you feelin', vro? (How is you?)
Feeling like the Four, b*tch, I feel fantastic (b*tch)
Which one would you be though? (Where's the champagne?)
Mr. Fantastic 'cause my money like elastic (Pop it)
Burberry trench raincoat
You smoke oregano, I'm smoking on that cat p*ss
(You will, regret! You will, regret!)
I'ma be real ya' know, when I whip my di*k out
She said, "Too big, gotta map this"
[Outro]
I think I'm done (Map this, map this)
I think I'm done (Map this)
I don't think I gotta say anything actually
Ayy ayy, ayy