CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Blame it on Baby BUT the beat DROPS

Part I

I'm like f**k it, let the beat build, n***a
I do my own thing, ain't worry 'bout how he feel n***a, let's go
Special ed, yeah, I'm a re-re n***a
Can I get a re? (Ahem) Yeah, a refill, n***a
Ya favorite rapper say he f**kin' with Baby, somebody lied
Play with ya kids, 'cause the last n***a played me, somebody died (Yeah, yeah)
Playin' both sides, go play the victim, oh, now they cryin'
I water park when I slip in my baby, she let me slide
Chocolate-ass n***a (Yeah), real n***a rockstar
Platinum sellin' popstar, poppin'-ass n***a (Pop)
My b*t*h is like a Barbie, woo like I'm Pop Smoke
I lift up one leg when she drop that ass, n***a (Drop)
Shade Room, baby (Shade), shade who?
Everybody blame you, you ballin' like you Babe Ruth, baby (Huh)
Blame it on Baby, I let the beat build (Wait a minute, who are you?)
Okay K.i.D, drop the beat and watch me take it home, baby (Let's go)
I'm startin' to think that y'all the police, n***a
You know that sh*t you see on IG, you don't know me, n***a, let's go
You crossed the line, gon' have to show me n***a
They be like "Why you switched the beat​?" Because my flow neat, n***a
"I thought he couldn't switch the flow, how the hell he switchin' the beat up?“
They don't know who they f**kin' with, do this sh*t with my feet up
Yawning on these n***as, sit back, go to sleep
I get woke by a lil freak, with my d**k in her mouth, she eat up
300K in cash, probably still'll pull out a Visa
Ain't goin' on a date, tell a b*t*h to order a pizza
Gon' end up eatin' Domino's, I can't even lie
I'm a player, I had all kind of hoes way before the designer clothes
I put on a sweatsuit and leave with ya ho
A whole arena full of people to see me at the show, you know?
I rock the show and I lay low with my freak
It ain't too many rappers that can f**k with me, and she know, let's go