Baby I’m Bacc (Freestyle) lyrics

Aye, I ain't done yet
Counting all this money 'til my thumbs sore, run that
She gon' get me naked 'til I’m done, I ain't c*m yet
n*ggas still hating on my grind, where the love at?
Crazy (hold up) Wait a minute
If it ain't about the money, calm down, let me finish aye
Can you tell me why these n*ggas in my business? Aye
Got my name in they mouth like the dentist, aye
TNC been the gang, yeah it’s been that
Super star making all this money, where my friends at?
I used to be dead broke but I ain't going back
I was in a 240 tryna sell crack
I remember the first time that I bust a mac
It was war time n*gga, going back to back
All you n*ggas gang goofy, how you sell your strap?
Man to keep it 100, I ain't feeling that
Man, I been on my sh*t and I ain't giving up
Same n*ggas try to put me down want me to pick 'em up
I’m on the road to the millions, I can’t get enough
Man slide me any beat, I’mma eat it up
I need a band for the verse, 300 ain't enough
All them tats on your face, still ain't tough as us
You can sign a hundred deals, still ain't worth enough
Got these n*ggas sick as f*ck, watch 'em throw it up
All these rappers all cap, better slide off
Buy my foreign with an LLC, that’s a write off, n*gga!
b*tch, run up the bill, turn the lights off
I was 14 running 'round with a sawed-off, n*gga
You speaking on a murder, I was not involved
The only thing a n*gga know, the case was never solved
I think the opp Pokémon, gotta catch 'em all
The loudest n*gga in the room gon' tell it all
A n*gga always been a winner, all you n*ggas fall
b*tch, back to 9 to 5, hoe I’m Nina Ross
n*ggas always been a hoe like Mrs. Claus
n*gga say it to my face so I can tuck his jaw
All these n*ggas on my di*k, wait, hold up, pause…
n*ggas sliding in a van like we off the wall, get it
We ain't gotta brag, you know we did it
If the glove didn’t fit, must've quit it
We ain't speaking on no murder on no internet
You was whooping like you hard, got your n*gga wet
Had to throw him in the wood just to pay respect
n*ggas lying about the county, wanna see what’s next
n*ggas wanna be famous, I want a f*cking check
n*ggas foul on that play, I need a f*cking Tec
And y’all still dead last like the New York Jets
n*ggas gotta team up like the Brooklyn Nets
All my bank accounts good, I ain't gotta flex
N*ggas still makin plays on the county check
Man, this your first time like IMX
I’mma ride for my dogs like DMX
Ain't no throwing white flags, we ain't having that
TNC been the gang and nothing after that
Tell the b*tch to throw it back like a Cabbage Patch
The rap game my new home, this my habitat
And I do it for the east, put it on the map
The only time the b*tch look good when she be on her back
And I’m all in her ear like a f*cking neck
These n*ggas coming for the cheese like a f*cking rat
Keep acting like you hard 'til you to a pack
Stop telling that b*tch you love her, she don’t say it back
You can call me Boost Mobile, hoe where you at?
b*tch where y’all keep sliding to? We catch a flat
All these rappers all cap, better slide off
Buy my foreign with an LLC, that’s a write off, n*gga!
b*tch, run up the bill, turn the lights off
I was 14 running 'round with a sawed-off, n*gga
You speaking on a murder, I was not involved
The only thing a n*gga know, the case was never solved
I think the opp Pokémon, gotta catch 'em all
The loudest n*gga in the room gon' tell it all
(Tha New Cartel music)