Baby AR

[Verse 1]
You wasn't nowhere to be found when I was down and out
A lot of niggas called my phone just tryna come around
This nigga bitch always be buggin' when I'm up in town
I know niggas talkin' down when I'm not around
Keep it real, I gotta keep it two G's
Tryna make time but I been slidin' all week
Duckin' the feds, I gotta stay lowkey
When I was broke, bitches ain't know shit
Now I pop out, do a show, they know me
And it's jack with that fire, gotta keep it on me

[Chorus]
You hard when you textin', but gotta come and show me
Baby AR hold a hundred, you don't even need acc'
Tired of sippin' purple, I been fiendin' for the Act'
Fuck a sneak diss without an at
I put thirty bands in the stash
Merch had thirty bands out her ass
I put my all my family first and friends last

[Verse 2]
Niggas wanna be me so they mad
I done came far from down bad
I got in my bag real fast
You hopped out your bag real fast
I can't cop the whip if it ain't fast
Two hundred on the dash

[Chorus]
You hard when you textin', but gotta come and show me
Baby AR hold a hundred, you don't even need acc'
Tired of sippin' purple, I been fiendin' for the Act'
Fuck a sneak diss without an at
I put thirty bands in the stash
Merch had thirty bands out her ass
I put my all my family first and friends last

[Verse 3]
Goin' through some shit, mixing Perkies with the lean
Havin' withdrawals, long nights I can't sleep
It's rugged in these streets, this shit ain't what it seem
Cold hearted ever since they took what meant the most to me
It's family ain't no friends, stay low-key and get bands
Why would I be worried? Chop hold ten times ten
Fun and games on the 'net until I pull up where you at
Like fuck a sneak diss without an at, bro got thirty in this strap
I'm just tryna make a way for all my niggas with me
Bitches did me dirty, now they wish they wouldn't've did it
I started, I'ma finish, if it's funk, I'm jumping in it
Fuck rap, any nigga disrespect, they gotta get it

[Chorus]
You hard when you textin', but gotta come and show me
Baby AR hold a hundred, you don't even need acc'
Tired of sippin' purple, I been fiendin' for the Act'
Fuck a sneak diss without an at
I put thirty bands in the stash
Merch had thirty bands out her ass
I put my all my family first and friends last