Baby Jesus (It’s the baby) Feeling like a god when I walk in the building I don’t give a fuck ’bout who feel me (Feel me) I really don’t care who ahead of me Y’all just trying to be local celebrities Switching lanes with the thing, keep it next to me Shit I rob, I’ma serve ’em My foot on the gas and I’m swervin’ I be pulling out fast like a virgin Oh Baby Jesus Baby Jesus Man, these bitch niggas was dabbing in the club last night Yeah, yeah Bitch ass niggas spilled their drink all over my arm, man Look
Feeling like a god when I walk in the building I don’t give a fuck ’bout who feel me (Feel me) I really don’t care who ahead of me Y’all just trying to be local celebrities Switching lanes with the thing, keep it next to me Shit I rob, I’ma serve ’em My foot on the gas and I’m swervin’ I be pulling out fast like a virgin
Y’all niggas boring, I can’t relate Cast out on the forum with paper plates Walked out with the title like Golden State It feel like I just won the finals And I put that shit on the bible Please excuse my language, but I cannot tame it And I knew how to cuss back when I was a baby My mama was workin’, my uncles didn’t raise me I know that it’s crazy Yeah, that’s my freak bitch, you call her your baby I’m in the sheets laying down with your baby She rub on my chest and tell me I’m her favorite, ay To all of the niggas who play with me Don’t ever think I’ma forget about it I keep a pistol on stage with me You clutchin’, we gon’ hit up anybody You sayin’ that one of these rappers try me I’ma send a shoot and let it catch anybody Hit the funeral like nothing happened Just to double-back to come and fuck yo’ thotty The [?] keep telling me “Lil’ bro, chill, you was made for this shit, you wait for mail” My cousin denied on his first appeal Lot of niggas snitchin’ acting like they real Just kicked a ho out my spot I made that bitch walk it out What did I tell you about running yo’ mouth? I had to go put that bitch in time-out I do not think I was meant for a spouse I don’t have the time, blame it on my ambition These niggas [?], they want all yo’ attention Soon as you go broke, then that ho gon’ go missing All of the bitches who counted me out I take my dick, put it all in they mouth Fuck all the rumors, I don’t even listen Off the computer, y’all niggas is bitches How you a shooter? You don’t got a pistol Whole lotta goons, but they only on Twitter You wanna try if you want some attention I point out a victim, my nigga gon’ get him But I’d rather get money, be positive No, you ain’t getting money, it’s obvious Any beat, I’ma eat, I’ma body it Entertainment for the guys and the goddesses
Nigga Baby Jesus You already know it You already know it