Billion Dollar Baby Freestyle lyrics

by

Quando Rondo


[Intro: Stunna 4 Vegas]
Uh, it's 4X
4 Way, you get this sh*t the Glo way, b*tch (Ayy, Milan, that's a hit)
Ha, ha, uh, uh

[Verse 1: Stunna 4 Vegas]
She see I signed with DaBaby, I'm major (4X, freak)
She pop a E with no chaser (Thot, thot)
I spit crack, come get you a taste of it (Uh)
I don't f*ck no ho, lil' b*tch, I'm a player (Ha)
The feds say I'm on their Radar (Huh?)
Them young n*ggas go everywhere with ARs (Gang)
I'm f*ckin' this ho like a pornstar (Ooh)
I went deep in the whip with four rods (Yeah)

[Verse 2: DaBaby]
I think this lil' n*gga too hot for me (Hot)
Ain't no searching, b*tch, I got the Glock with me (That fire)
Ain't got nothing but pink and blue hundreds (That blue)
b*tch, it look like I'm playing Monopoly (Ha-ah)
Okay watch how I switch up, I pulled up, cashed out at the lot, then pulled up, picked your b*tch up (Vroom)
Now when I'm at the mall, all the people they follow me 'round trying to ask for a picture (Ahh, oh my God)
I light his ass up like a swisher (Yeah)
When your b*tch hit my phone, I don't pick up

[Verse 3: Stunna 4 Vegas]
I'm sick, I don't think nobody sicker (Nope)
Put that rod on his ass, make him dance like a stripper (b*tch)
She do a dance on the di*k, should I tip her? (Nope)
She gave me throat, than bro flip her (Uh)
Up five, he dab, like Skipper (Hah)
And lil' Stunna in Charlotte like Kemba (Yeah)
Walker, stalker (Uh)
I give her di*k that she gon' remember (Uh-uh)
About when I'm out, she want me to hit it (Hah)
How she went up to my shows, I won't load a ticket
[Verse 4: DaBaby]
I don't argue with n*ggas below my mention (Let's go)
b*tch, I just made a flick and your ho was in it (Hah, hah)
n*ggas say they want smoke, then they hide like a ho
They don't ever pop up at my shows and get it (Nope)
Tell a b*tch I want food make her go get it (Get)
And I don't gotta lie, n*ggas know I'm with it (Ha)
You ain't never met me, 'cause you don't spend no money, you could've came, got you a lower ticket (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I just counted a hundred thousand in some Forces, some joggers, a shirt and a Hornets fitted (Yeah)
And if that n*gga charging too much, then I'm running off, blocking his number, he know I did it (Vrrm)
I put perms in my mouth like a Florida n*gga (Hah)
We gon slide like big worm, n*gga try me (Yeah, slide)
I see you, have you hooked up to IVs (Yeah, b*tch)
I'm rocking VVS diamonds from Johnny (Hah, gang)
Plus I got these n*ggas sick, 'cause I could put di*k, all up in his baby mommy (Damn, wham)
I know he don't like it, he stressed (b*tch)
Met your b*tch, she aight, she just sext (Uh-huh)
Damn look at that n*gga ice, he crack a smile and he turn on the lights, he be flexin' (Bling, bling, flex)

[Verse 5: Stunna 4 Vegas]
b*tch play with my phone, she messy (Thot thot)
Don't kiss on my neck, lil' b*tch, give me Becky (Uh-uh)
I might give her sex cause she sexy (Hah)
No I won't, lil' b*tch I was flexing (Hah)
Real rap, no cap, we catch an opp, he get left like a veggie (Get him out of here)
This smoke, we applying that pressure
I won't drop no diss, they gon' spin in your section (No cap)
These n*ggas broke and stressing (Uh)
I got my foot on they neck in Giuseppes (Uh)
I went and spend racks on Balencis (Racks)
These n*ggas gay and friendly (Hah)
It's Big 4X, they calling the line, they wanna get with me (Nope)
I ain't signing no deal, I need millions (Gang)
Keep it hot, on the opp, get his ass out the kitchen (Ah)
Get straight to the point, I hope he get it
I won't go back and forth, I'ma smoke a n*gga
(Get him out of here)
Drop him like a song, then they post a n*gga like they did that boy Roy, they won't know who did it (Trap)
25/8, we open n*gga (Trap)
I got my foot in the door, it's over, n*gga (4X)
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