Lil Baby and Starlito - Exotic
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas upIf twelve get behind me, I'ma smash shit
That Z06 so fast hope I don't crash it
Need another load I sold my last brick
Exotic my cars and my broads and reefer, yeah
They say it's cheaper to keep her, yeah
Fuck it, I'm rich so I left her
Shout out the plug, let me keep all that extra, yeah
I just pulled up in a Tesla, yeah
Pour me a four pop a Tuss', yeah
Forty pointers in my necklace
Fuck her and dip, ain't got time for no breakfast, yeah
I been the shit like Tetris, yeah
I get the money, invest it, yeah
I get the pack from the west end, yeah
I send the pack to the Westin, yeah
It's drippin' it's real, you can't catch it, yeah
Servin' raw in front of the alphabet boys
Quarter million, bought a couple of toys
Neighbors trippin', Demon makes too much noise
Fifty racks every week off of shows
Movin' cautious like I'm still on parole
I can't fuck with bitches who be doin' the most
Screaming fuck the system 'til they free all the bros
Shoot a thousand, bet a thousand a row
If it ain't a thousand, then that shit ain't no low
Country boys say they loving the row
You know me, I'm tryna serve 'em
Exotic my cars and my broads and reefer, yeah
They say it's cheaper to keep her, yeah
Fuck it, I'm rich so I left her
Shout out the plug, let me keep all that extra, yeah
I just pulled up in a Tesla, yeah
Pour me a four pop a Tuss', yeah
Forty pointers in my necklace
Fuck her and dip, ain't got time for no breakfast
Ridin' ride with 'cause he got the L's for the straps
Three cell phones in my lap, I'm well known in the trap
Yeah you know me, I used to sell your homie a sack
Tell my hoes to relax, these niggas police that's fact
Shots fired, I fled in a foreign tho
He got a warrant, my lawyer gon' see in the morning
Lito ain't going, he got that heater when he be performing
It's a fo' in that liter he pourin', baby and 'em sip like I used to
Love to shoot dice, I do too
Play with my life I'ma shoot you
I'm way out of town with a pack and rental
When I ain't rappin' they send' 'em
Grindin' up half of a ticket
Been catchin' cases since I was goin' half on a twenty of midge
I rap what I'm livin'
Last whip I wrecked and left it, fuck it I'm still livin' reckless
Told my lil' bitch that she selfish
Call up your bestie I'm tired of fuckin' you
Exotic my cars and my broads and reefer, yeah
They say it's cheaper to keep her, yeah
Fuck it, I'm rich so I left her
Shout out the plug, let me keep all that extra, yeah
I just pulled up in a Tesla, yeah
Pour me a four pop a Tuss', yeah
Forty pointers in my necklace
Fuck her and dip, ain't got time for no breakfast
Written by:
Brytavious Lakeith Chambers, Dominique Jones, Jermaine Eric Shute
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