Baby Tears

Intro -
(Dialogue)
Verse I -
Pull up with the bag and the weed
Pull up with the mag and the heat
Pull up getting head in the backseat
Dipping from police like an athlete
Never gonna catch me
Bitch Don't fucking test me -
Took your bitch and now you're stressed
Never said shit and she got undressed
Keep it to yourself now don't you flex
Read her like a book then I put her on the shelf with the rest
Running with the motherfuckers gunning down the competition repping their set
Took your bitch and I made her my pet
Choked on my dick then I took her to the vet
Hook -
I might - fuck your - bitch - on your - grandma's sofa
I might - mix my - syrup - with your - grandma's soda
Verse II -
Pulled up at her house tryn'a skeet
Put it in her mouth then I go balls deep
Finish then I'm finna go to sleep
Never buy her shit cause I been so cheap
I got goons tryn'a creep
If you come to my room you better be a freak
Beat up her womb then I point her to the curb on the side of the street
Bitch I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P
Hook -
I might - fuck your - bitch - on your - grandmas sofa
I might - mix my - syrup - with your - grandmas soda