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Tay B Style - Skilla Baby

Tay B Style

Skilla Baby

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Lyric

Huh?

(MIA JAY C)

Merry Christmas

Happy New Year

Huh?

Niggas always barkin' on the 'net, don't even be wild

I get in my car to bless my Insta' with a freestyle

Walk him down, this a layup, don't need no rebound

All facts since a lil' nigga, this Tay B style

My lil' bitch don't want no lacefront, she like leave out

I got money, I got hoes, I don't need clout

Niggas always talkin' crazy 'bout me 'til I beat they ass

I should buy this nigga mama house, make him leave out

Fire bomb the weed house, can't get no more weed out

I'll knock your teeth out your mouth and make you bleed out

When I see a nigga I don't like, shit get violent

'Cause I grew up fightin', hearin' police sirens

Threw the fiends a concert, I got Miley Cyrus

Hustle all day, then spread that money like a virus

Huh? All my bitches twenty-six and up

I heard you got a BBL, can you let me fuck?

In the hood, I'm on tuck, bein' broke, that shit suck

My new bitch mixed with stallion and Italian, she a mutt

'Bout to get rich this year, I can feel it in my gut

Tryna escape, but the street shit got a hold on me

I look like a beehive, it's so many hoes on me

My lil' bitch love hard, she'll sell her soul for me

Been tryna figure out what to do with all these racks

I don't take my swipe friends to the gym, them niggas hacks

My lil' bitch on the G-way, you can catch me in the back

It's so many officers tryna catch me with a strap

I'm a dog for real, they'll never catch me in the cat

I'm so quick to tell a bitch nigga to pardon my back, hah

Niggas always barkin' on the 'net, don't even be wild

I get in my car to bless my Insta' with a freestyle

Walk him down, this a layup, don't need no rebound

All facts since a lil' nigga, this Tay B style

My lil' bitch don't want no lacefront, she like leave out

I got money, I got hoes, I don't need clout

Niggas always talkin' crazy 'bout me 'til I beat they ass

I should buy this nigga mama house and make him leave out

My words get these bitches out they panties, it's a gift

But every time the hook ask me somethin', I'ma plead the Fifth

I used to live in Section 8 housing, how could I forget?

I lost my pops at fifteen, I been hustlin' ever since

I been sinnin', I been wildin', talk to God, I repent

I got grown money, these niggas be childish as it get

I'm a pit, I'll never let 'em play me like a bitch

Merry Christmas, I gave the world some fire, this my gift

Niggas always tryna do what I do like it's easy

I told my teachers I was gon' get rich, they ain't believe me

My fans can't believe I'm posted in the ghetto like I'm Peezy

I can't believe my mans really played it foul like he ain't need me

Niggas always tryna say they real, but really be foul

I used to shoot my shot at bitches, bitches shoot at me now

I'm too paid, the plug front me pounds, they three loud

Wan told me calm down, I'm tryin' not to be wild

Niggas always barkin' on the 'net, don't even be wild

I get in my car to bless my Insta' with a freestyle

Walk him down, this a layup, don't need no rebound

All facts since a lil' nigga, this Tay B style

My lil' bitch don't want no lacefront, she like leave out

I got money, I got hoes, I don't need clout

Niggas always talkin' crazy 'bout me 'til I beat they ass

I should buy this nigga mama house and make him leave out

- It's already the end -