Baby C4 - Bonnie & Clyde

Smokin' strong, in the clouds, I'm on cloud nine ayy
I stay low-key, but bitch, I keep the fire, ayy
These girls the same yea, all they do is lie
I'm pushin' 90 in my whip, I'm hopin' I don't die
T-T-Tats all on my body, light-skin bitch butter pecan body
Ice on me lookin' like hockey, fuckin' on a foreign, now she callin' me papi
Feel like a boss, yeah, feel like gotti, hottest in the game now, I feel like Scottie
Got two sticks, name em Clyde and Bonnie, uh, name em Clyde and Bonnie, yeah
Since a youngin' I been a star, so I'm really gon' blow this year
Tryna run, you won't go too far, this the day, you gon' face your fears
Rick owens on the feet, this year, finna ride on the beat, switch gears
Kill the pussy, make a bitch drop tears, let's go
No conversations, growin' my dreads, but a nigga not haitian
Chasin' the bag , I don't need no relations, that bitch a goofy, she want my location, uh
Cut up a nigga, but I ain't no surgeon, pussy so tight, I think that bitch a virgin
Tryna be gangsta, that nigga suburban, we on his head, ain't talkin' a turban
Keep me a tech , in case niggas purgin', cut off a bitch, I thought she was worth it
Bitch, I'm the one i'm no regular person, not the type nigga that buy you a Birkin
I got a wave, I'm the only one surfin', Don't mean to flex, I don't do it on purpose
Dropping a bag every day, I be splurgin', stay with a stick, cause these niggas be
Smokin' strong, in the clouds, I'm on cloud nine, ayy
I stay low-key, but bitch, I keep the fire, ayy
These girls the same, yeah, all they do is lie
I'm pushin' 90 in my whip, I'm hopin' I don't die
T-t-tats all on my body, Light-skin bitch butter pecan body
Ice on me lookin' like hockey, fuckin' on a foreign, now she callin' me papi
Feel like a boss, yeah, I feel like Gotti, hottest in the game now, I feel like Scottie
Got two sticks , name em Clyde and Bonnie uh, Name em Clyde and Bonnie, yeah

Written by:
Kevin Harris

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