[Intro]
Niggas always calling me Baby Bone Jace and shit
Like niggas swear to god that it's small
Like bro, let your bitch come through
I swear to god, I do no fucking capping
B-B-B-B-Baby Jace made part 2?
[Verse 1]
Yeah we keep em guns
If you try playing with one, then you fucking done
Yeah i’m on the track like i’m on the run
Call me T-Mac nigga cuz i’m #1
I ain’t number #2 (nope)
I ain’t Derek Jeter (nah)
Always loyal to the game, i’m never a cheater (never)
Baby Jace just bought a watch that’s colder than a freezer (ice)
That's why I always keep the heatеrs, bitch, yeah
[Chorus]
Her ass real fat, I ain’t gonna cap
I spеnd a whole check to get it right back
Rapping and writing, I never lack
They say i’m trash, I pull up the stats
Every time I get my mic, I snap
I get me a brick and go to the trap
Got me a lil baddie she making it clap
They clap their hands whenever I rap
Her ass real fat, I ain’t gonna cap
I spend a whole check to get it right back
Rapping and writing, I never lack
They say i’m trash, I pull up the stats
Every time I get my mic, I snap
I get me a brick and go to the trap
Got me a lil baddie she making it clap
They clap their hands whenever I rap
[Verse 2]
Clap your hands, when I step up in this bitch (bitch)
Going off like a light, yeah I flip the switch (switch)
I like vanilla, but i’m looking at some chocolate (look at that bitch she vanilla)
Yeah I bought the bitch a purse because we super rich (rich)
She give me a kiss (mwah)
I give her my kids (my kids)
She gon' hit a split (on my dick)
She gon' work her lips
I’m a king, but she told me that I was her prince (PCO)
This song is like Ray Rice, cuz it fucking hits (ow)
Yeah it fucking slaps (bitch)
Where the hoes at?
Call me 50 Cent, cuz i’m about to get the strap
Then this shit is wraps (bang)
You don’t want that (nope)
I just want the cat (yeah)
And that’s a whole fact (on god)
That’s your opinion, compare, contrast
I don’t want your girl, I heard she be getting passed (she a hoe)
They told me that she’s cute and she’ll let me smash
Her face ain’t even all that, but i’d still tap, I ain’t gonna cap
[Chorus]
Her ass real fat, I ain’t gonna cap
I spend a whole check to get it right back
Rapping and writing, I never lack
They say i’m trash, I pull up the stats
Every time I get my mic, I snap
I get me a brick and go to the trap
Got me a lil baddie she making it clap
They clap their hands whenever I rap
Her ass real fat, I ain’t gonna cap
I spend a whole check to get it right back
Rapping and writing, I never lack
They say i’m trash, I pull up the stats
Every time I get my mic, I snap
I get me a brick and go to the trap
Got me a lil baddie she making it clap
They clap their hands whenever I rap
Her ass real fat, I ain’t gonna cap
I spend a whole check to get it right back
Rapping and writing, I never lack
They say i’m trash, I pull up the stats
Every time I get my mic, I snap
I get me a brick and go to the trap
Got me a lil baddie she making it clap
They clap their hands whenever I rap
Her ass real fat, I ain’t gonna cap
I spend a whole check to get it right back
Rapping and writing, I never lack
They say i’m trash, I pull up the stats
Every time I get my mic, I snap
I get me a brick and go to the trap
Got me a lil baddie she making it clap
They clap their hands whenever I rap
Niggas always calling me Baby Bone Jace and shit
Like niggas swear to god that it's small
Like bro, let your bitch come through
I swear to god, I do no fucking capping
B-B-B-B-Baby Jace made part 2?
[Verse 1]
Yeah we keep em guns
If you try playing with one, then you fucking done
Yeah i’m on the track like i’m on the run
Call me T-Mac nigga cuz i’m #1
I ain’t number #2 (nope)
I ain’t Derek Jeter (nah)
Always loyal to the game, i’m never a cheater (never)
Baby Jace just bought a watch that’s colder than a freezer (ice)
That's why I always keep the heatеrs, bitch, yeah
[Chorus]
Her ass real fat, I ain’t gonna cap
I spеnd a whole check to get it right back
Rapping and writing, I never lack
They say i’m trash, I pull up the stats
Every time I get my mic, I snap
I get me a brick and go to the trap
Got me a lil baddie she making it clap
They clap their hands whenever I rap
Her ass real fat, I ain’t gonna cap
I spend a whole check to get it right back
Rapping and writing, I never lack
They say i’m trash, I pull up the stats
Every time I get my mic, I snap
I get me a brick and go to the trap
Got me a lil baddie she making it clap
They clap their hands whenever I rap
[Verse 2]
Clap your hands, when I step up in this bitch (bitch)
Going off like a light, yeah I flip the switch (switch)
I like vanilla, but i’m looking at some chocolate (look at that bitch she vanilla)
Yeah I bought the bitch a purse because we super rich (rich)
She give me a kiss (mwah)
I give her my kids (my kids)
She gon' hit a split (on my dick)
She gon' work her lips
I’m a king, but she told me that I was her prince (PCO)
This song is like Ray Rice, cuz it fucking hits (ow)
Yeah it fucking slaps (bitch)
Where the hoes at?
Call me 50 Cent, cuz i’m about to get the strap
Then this shit is wraps (bang)
You don’t want that (nope)
I just want the cat (yeah)
And that’s a whole fact (on god)
That’s your opinion, compare, contrast
I don’t want your girl, I heard she be getting passed (she a hoe)
They told me that she’s cute and she’ll let me smash
Her face ain’t even all that, but i’d still tap, I ain’t gonna cap
[Chorus]
Her ass real fat, I ain’t gonna cap
I spend a whole check to get it right back
Rapping and writing, I never lack
They say i’m trash, I pull up the stats
Every time I get my mic, I snap
I get me a brick and go to the trap
Got me a lil baddie she making it clap
They clap their hands whenever I rap
Her ass real fat, I ain’t gonna cap
I spend a whole check to get it right back
Rapping and writing, I never lack
They say i’m trash, I pull up the stats
Every time I get my mic, I snap
I get me a brick and go to the trap
Got me a lil baddie she making it clap
They clap their hands whenever I rap
Her ass real fat, I ain’t gonna cap
I spend a whole check to get it right back
Rapping and writing, I never lack
They say i’m trash, I pull up the stats
Every time I get my mic, I snap
I get me a brick and go to the trap
Got me a lil baddie she making it clap
They clap their hands whenever I rap
Her ass real fat, I ain’t gonna cap
I spend a whole check to get it right back
Rapping and writing, I never lack
They say i’m trash, I pull up the stats
Every time I get my mic, I snap
I get me a brick and go to the trap
Got me a lil baddie she making it clap
They clap their hands whenever I rap
( Baby Jace )
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